Текст песни Fast Horses & Good Hideouts - Shooter Jennings

When I was a teen I would always dream
Of the Hollywood Vampire Club
Racin' a car off of Mulholland Drive
Livin' too fast for fear and too fast for love
But now that my heart is out on the run
And the stakes are way up high
What I wouldn't give for those simple times
When my mind was idle all the time

And here's to those fast horses and good hideouts
A good ol' boy on a ragged route
Searchin' for a woman an' a song about
Fast horses and good hideouts

Well, if John wasn't gone, he'd put a coin in the jukebox
Someday never comes
And I pray that my son knows a friend like him
The dance doesn't end 'fore the song is done
I carry a piece of him and my dog
And my daddy with me today
And I give a little piece of myself each time
Someone else just rides away

And here's to those fast horses and good hideouts
A good ol' boy on a ragged route
Searchin' for a woman an' a song about
Fast horses and good hideouts

Fast horses and good hideouts
If you don't watch then you won't find out
If he finds a woman or a song about
Fast horses and good hideouts

Fast horses and good hideouts
A good ol' boy on a ragged route
Searchin' for a woman an' a song about
Fast horses and good hideouts

Fast horses and good hideouts
If you don't watch, you won't find out
If he finds a woman or a song about
Fast horses and good hideouts