The Chase

Christian Kane · Acoustic Live In London [2005]

A little bit of Bourbon

And a broken neon sign

Once again I'm ridin' shotgun

To everything that's on my mind

Just a bartender

To tell my troubles to

I just haven't found a way

To say, I'm so in love with you

You could hear it in my voice

And see it on my face

You left me with no choice

But to leave you

The chase



I-35 for the pouring rain

A leopard skin suitcase and a pocket of change

Last I heard she left for Dallas

So I'm checking every motel in sight

This pick-up truck ain't fast enough, no

We had our problems and times are tough

I just can't believe you're leavin'

Over three words I couldn't say last night

You could hear it in my voice

And see it on my face

You left me with no choice but

To leave you



A little Tequila

And a broken neon sign

Who-oh, and just a bartender

Let you know what's on my mind

Yeah

He said you could hear it in his voice

And see it on his face

You left him with no choice

But to leave you

The chase