Driving South

[Verse 1]

Driving south round midnight

Man, I must have been insane

Driving south round midnight

In a howling hurricane

I stopped for an old man hitcher

At a lonely old crossroad

He said, "I'm going nowhere

And I'm only here to see if I can steal your soul"

[Verse 2]

"I'm not tryin' to make you

I don't want to touch your skin

I know all there is to know

About you and all your sins

Well, you ain't too young or pretty

And you sure as hell can't sing

Any time you want to sell your soul

I've got a toll-free number you can ring"

Yeah, that's what I thought he said anyway

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]

"I'm not tryin' to make you

I don't want to touch your skin

I know all there is to know

About you and all your sins

Well, you ain't too young or pretty

And you sure as hell can't sing

Any time you want to sell your soul

I've got a toll-free number you can ring"

[Bridge]

"Oh, eight, oh, oh, triple-six, oh, yeah

Oh, eight, oh, oh, triple-six, oh, yeah"

I stopped for an old man hitcher

At a lonely old crossroad

He said, "I'm going nowhere

And I'm only here to see if I can steal your soul"

[Instrumental Outro]