Honey honey get the kids in the car now, put the cash in the trunk get the keys lets go
Hit the biggest bank in Chicago for all it had, were the thieves you know
Remember the thing that I told ya, three years two moons ago?
Promise I’ll be right behind you, but you’re gonna die if you don’t hit the road.
Keep your lights down, keep your voice down low
Wear your hair down, whichever way you go
And I’ll meet you in Idaho
Three kids in the back of a Cadi, she said come here and kiss your wife
I know you’re real mad at me, but you’re on your way to some kind of life
Daniel, John, and Abbi, promise me you’ll treat your mother nice
Keep your lights down, keep your voice down low
Wear your hair down, whichever way you go
And I’ll meet you in Idaho
I know you’ll miss me I’m barley fifty
Aint comin with me are all the debts I owe
Don’t have to kiss me just bare with me
And ill be back someday I hope
