Shannon Rae

Lyrics

RED CADILLAC

Got white lightning in a jar
Wagon hitched to a shooting star
On the road to I don’t care
Brakes are good, tires fair

Bartholomew, he’s somethin’ else
Drinks tequila, little else
Says that California’s fine
Ya get a tan in the wintertime
I say my money’s on Nevada
Someplace where ya still can have a
Cigarette and some attention
Big tall glass of cold redemption
And nothin' left to lose

(Chorus)
You won’t see me doublin’ back
I’m stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I've got Viva Las Vegas on the old eight track
Picture me and Elvis in a Red Cadillac

And so to hell with what goes wrong
Here’s to you I say so long
And with the help of my friend God
Maybe get myself a job
Friday hit the slots alright
Spend my pay by Sunday night
Room's just 45 a night
I paid all my dues
And nothin' left to lose

You won’t see me doublin’ back
I’m stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I got Viva Las Vegas on the old eight track
Picture me and Elvis in a Red Cadillac

(bridge)
yeah I know that life is a beach
waves and sand that are just out of reach
that highway to heaven is paved with good intention
got my sunglasses on and a brand new direction

(chorus)
You won’t see me doublin’ back
I’m stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I got Viva Las Vegas on the old eight track
Picture me and Elvis in a Red Cadillac
You won’t see me doublin’ back
I’m stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I got Viva Las Vegas on the old eight track
Picture me and Elvis, me and Elvis,
Me and Elvis in a a Red Cadillac

I got white lighting in a jar
Wagon hitched to a shooting star
On the road to I don’t care
Brakes are good, tires fair