I got no money in my pockets
I got a hole in my jeans
I had a job and I lost it
But it won't get to me

'Cause I'm ridin' with my baby
And it's a brand new day
We're on the wings of an angel
Flyin' away
 [bad word] 
And the sun is shinin'
This road keeps windin'
Through the prettiest country
From Georgia to Tennessee
And I got the one I love beside me
My troubles behind me
I'm alive and I'm free
Who wouldn't wanna be me

Now she's [bad word]  on my six-string
Across her pretty knees
She's stompin' out a rhythm
And singin' to me the sweetest song

(Repeat [bad word] Twice)

I got no money in my pockets
I got a hole in my jeans
We're on the wings of an angel
And I'm free
She's [bad word]  on my six string
It's across her pretty knees
She's stompin' out a rhythm
And she's singin' to me