We used to chase that Tattanooga freight A couple of kids in a Chevrolet Catch a little air when we crossed the tracks Sipping on some from a paper stack You'd hang your shirt on that maple lamp Slipping through the moon to the river bend It wasn't very long I was jumping in, jumping in I guess I'm still doing now what I was doing then Chasing you like a shot of whiskey Burning, going down, burning, going down Chasing you like those goodbye taillights Heading west to anywhere out of this nowhere town Chasing that freedom, chasing that feeling that got gone too soon Chasing that you and me, I only see in my rear view Till I'm laying here tonight holding someone new Still chasing you, still chasing you You always used to talk about L.A. I heard you got as far as Santa Fe The way you know I tried to track you down I only got as far as Guitar Town Singing about a girl I used to know, used to know, used to know But I haven't given up, I'm just on your radio Chasing you like a shot of whiskey Burning, going down, burning, going down Chasing you like those goodbye taillights Heading west to anywhere out of this nowhere town Chasing that freedom, chasing that feeling that got gone too soon Chasing that you and me, I only see in my rear view Till I'm laying here tonight holding someone new Still chasing you, still chasing you Chasing you like a shot of whiskey Burning, going down, burning, going down Chasing you like those goodbye taillights Heading west to anywhere out of this nowhere town Chasing that freedom, chasing that feeling that got gone too soon Chasing that you and me, I only see in my rear view Till I'm laying here tonight holding someone new Still chasing you, still chasing you