Highway 87
By Hayes Carll
 

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I said highway 87 is a dangerous place to be
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When you pissed off all the local boys and your back’s against the sea
    A
The cops all know your number, bars all know your name
       E 
After six straight months of drinkin’ boy, you’re never gonna be the same
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And I ain’t seen the sunshine since I don’t remember when
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I may not know where I'm goin’ but I sure know where I’ve been

 
Aww the sheriff he just watches every move I make
And one of those days he’s gonna arrest me for all the time I take
The local girls all act like I just ain’t their kind
Paintin’ on their precious nails and losin’ their sweet minds
And I’d give half of Texas if I could find a friend
I may not know where I'm goin’ but I sure know where I’ve been
 
Ahh the coast is disappearing as they line up on the beach
Doin’ all them little things that Sunday school don’t teach
Jim Beam by the fire, cocaine in the stash
Baseball bat on the floorboard, shotgun on the dash
And you might lose your mind go walkin’ round the bend
You may not know where you’re goin’ but you’ll sure know where you been

Solo

Repeat Verse 1