Karaoké Tucson Too Late Jordan Davis

I didn't know if we were over or just on the rocks

Was me thinkin' I can save us just a mirage

I was burnin' up the highway

It kept gettin' longer

With every turn of these tires she just kept gettin' goner

And the sky was showin' no signs of rain

Ain't nothin' delayin' that plane

I'm racin' through the desert

Thinkin' I can catch her but losin' ground in this Chevrolet

And that Seven-Forty-Seven somewhere between here and heaven

And heaven knows

I let her slip away

I showed up and she's gone

Guess I got to Tucson too late

I wonder if she sat there stirrin' vodka with a straw

Was she countin' down the seconds or maybe havin' second thoughts

And was movin' on made up in her mind

Would she have changed it if she knew that I

Was racin' through the desert

Thinkin' I can catch her but losin' ground in this Chevrolet

And that Seven-Forty-Seven somewhere between here and heaven

And heaven knows

I let her slip away

I showed up and she's gone

Guess I got to Tucson too late

Oh oh

And now she's on some silver wings flyin'

And me I'm on the bad side of good timin' yeah yeah

I'm racin' through the desert

Thinkin' I can catch her but losin' ground in this Chevrolet

And that Seven-Forty-Seven somewhere between here and heaven

And heaven knows

I let her slip away

I showed up and she's gone

Guess I waited too long

Like a sad country song

Damn I got to Tucson too late

Too late

Oh I got to Tucson too late