Highway Angel Video (MV)

Pulled out of town late one night
Watched my rearview till it faded out of sight
My luck had turned on me and left me high and dry
Thought I might need a change more than just getting by

So with everything I owned tied down real tight
I pointed my headlights west and drove into the night
Tuned into the radio and sung every song I could
It was me and Hank and Willie and Kris even the Oak Ridge Boys

Just a country picker leaving New Orleans
Carrying my guitar my jacket and my dreams
Searching for a rainbow and that old pot of gold
Fighting off the loneliness and the feeling of getting cold

Well I met that highway angel down at the rodeo
Said she was going just as far as this road would go
Said she left her cares behind and wanted a new life
Didn't think she fit the part of being someones wife

So I picked up her guitar she took off her pack
She jumped into my 4x4 and I loaded them in the back
When she sang those country songs it made me want to sing along
God it felt so good not to have to be alone

Just a country picker leaving New Orleans
Carrying my guitar my jacket and my dreams
Searching for a rainbow and that old pot of gold
Fighting off the loneliness and the feeling of getting cold

Now I don't know the reason or how she got away
What I should be thinking or even want to say
I wonder what she's doing now or where she lays her head
If I never let her slip away she'd be with me instead

Just a country picker leaving New Orleans
Carrying my guitar my jacket and my dreams
Searching for a rainbow and that old pot of gold
Fighting off the loneliness and the feeling of growing old