This last call, closin' time on that asphalt
Rollin' by, been chasin', tryna find what I really want
What I left behind, coffee cup to go in that truck
Stop, bitter road, quarter lane, Idaho
In that one-way lane, one man show

You can take me to the mountains, take me to the pines
You pour me out of whiskey, you can pour me out of wine
There's nothin' you can tell me, nothin's ever been as true
Got no way around it, baby, I gotta have you

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Gotta have you
You, ooh-ooh

Albuquerque, Santa Fe, Fort Worth, fades away
And those wheat fields turn to gray when I turn and burn down the interstate
I miss you, you the most when those wheels roll
Coast to coast, with my eyes closed
Lord, I know that I do-si-do with your ghost

You can take me to the mountains, take me to the pines
Pour me out of whiskey, you can pour me out of wine
There's nothin' you can tell me, nothin's ever been as true
Got no way around it, baby, I gotta have you

You, ooh-ooh
Gotta have you
You, ooh-ooh

No place under the Sun, nowhere that I could run
I wouldn't fear your love, no, not a single one

You can take me to the mountains, take me to the pines
Pour me out of whiskey, you can pour me out of wine
There's nothin' you can tell me, nothin's ever been as true
Got no way around it, baby, I gotta have you

I gotta have you