I ain't one to have
a plan
I ain't ever been
the man
I'll fold ever
single hand
I don't know shit
about cars
Well I tend to drink
a lot
and I tend to get
real lost
I learned nothing
from my pops
I don't know shit
about cars
I bum one more
cigarette
The only spirit
that I've met
runs straight
through my head
I don't know shit
about cars
I'm the last of
my kind
Isbell had it right
I get lonely at night
Filling up my dreams
with steep gasoline
Got up to
five eighty-three
I ain't scared
of the dark
I still break my
own heart
I don't know shit
about cars
I ain't one to pick
a fight
I guess I'm never
in the right
I've fallen further
than I'd like
I'm a lost cause
at best
I get sad when
it rains
Singing songs out
my range
Lose my voice on
the stage
I'm a lost cause
at best
I'm the last of
my kind
Isbell had it right
I get lonely at night
Filling up my dreams
with steep gasoline
Got up to
five eighty-three
I ain't scared
of the dark
I still break my
own heart
I don't know shit
about cars
I ain't one to have
a plan
And I ain't ever been
the man
I'll fold ever
single hand
Still don't know shit
about cars
I'm the last of
my kind
Isbell had it right
I get lonely at night
Filling up my dreams
with steep gasoline
Got up to
five eighty-three
I ain't scared
of the dark
I still break my
own heart
I don't know shit
about cars