Shotgun Rider: A Love Story

In '81, in a parkin' lot haze, sixteen and twenty-one in those early

days, we didn't know much, couldn't see the long climb,

but we knew we wanted to outrun the time. And the world could talk,

the world could warn, but a new kinda love had already been born.

It was an October night, a big moon shinin' down, in that old

'68 Pontiac leavin' the town. No money in the can, not a plan

on the map, just two hearts beatin', closin' the gap. Forty-four years later,

the truth is still clear, my truest adventure is havin' you near,