Four Wheels and a Sixstring - Tim Vantol

If I had the choice,

I don’t need another second

give me five more minutes for packing,

and I’ll be gone

and I will write you in my songs,

don’t blame me when I’m drunk

just visit me if you’re wondering how things are going.

Give me four wheels and a sixstring,

a bottle of booze a day

and I’ll play my songs,

and get wasted on my way.

Well the things aren’t always shiny,

but it’s always better than rain

and the whiskey will chase the clouds,

then the sun will find her way

and when I’ll wake up every morning,

and I’ll think about you back home

I will drink another glass,

for all those moments I’m feeling alone.

Give me four wheels and a sixstring,

a bottle of booze a day

and I’ll play my songs,

and get wasted on my way.

Could you tell to me what’s so great,

of being a slave for something that you hate

45 years of regrets,

I prefer this road until I’m dead.

Give me four wheels and a sixstring,

a bottle of booze a day

and I’ll play my songs,

and get wasted on my way

and I’ll play my songs,

and get wasted on my way

and I’ll play my songs,

and get wasted everyday