Truck broke down on Highway 9
No cell phone service, getting dark outside
Tumbleweeds rolling toward a neon sign
Two for one, Coors like hands
Jukebox twanging at Travis Trent
Saw pretty girls singing with a couple of friends
So I took a shot and asked her to
dance Sometimes you don't need a plan
Sometimes you just let it float in the breeze
And you end up right where you're supposed to be
You come to find just what you need Climbed by the seat of your pants
You gotta roll,
roll,
roll with it Eat some bun,
no throne in it
Life tastes sweeter when it's out of your
hands Sometimes you don't need a plan
We're do-si-do till the morning light Drinks were cheap,
sparks were flying
So I spent a couple days in nowhere
land Sometimes you don't need a plan
Sometimes you just let it float in the breeze
And you end up right where you're supposed to be
You come to find just what you need Climbed by the seat of your pants
You gotta roll,
roll,
roll with it Eat some bun,
no throne in it
Life tastes sweeter when it's out of your
hands Sometimes you don't need a plan
Now it's one year later and we're going
strong Nowhere land kinda feels like home
So I sold a truck,
could put a ring on her hand Sometimes you don't need a plan
Sometimes you just let it float in the breeze
And you end up right where you're supposed
to be
You come to find just what you need
Climbed by the seat of your pants You gotta roll,
roll,
roll with it
Eat some bun,
no throne in it Life tastes sweeter when it's out of your hands
Sometimes you don't need a plan Yeah,
I'm a little proof,
I tell you,
man
Sometimes you don't need a plan