Paint My Wagon

Woke up this morning with a big idea
So I got me a pickup and a case of cold beer
I see no reason left to stay ‘round here
But I need some company
This big old house has got the best of me
Is this really all that we set out to be?
Got lots of doors that got lots of keys
But which one will set us free?
I’m gonna paint my wagon, honey, crimson red
It’s got whitewall tires and a long, flat bed
You won’t worry where I lay my head
If you slide up next to me
We got everything we wanted but it’s got me beat
Got a custom-built kitchen that ain’t got no heat
Too much cookin' not a bite to eat
We need a new recipe
Oh, won’t you paint my wagon, honey, crimson red
It’s got whitewall tires and a long, flat bed
You won’t worry where I lay my head
If you slide up next to me
Do you remember me?
I’m the girl who ran away from responsibility
Every road held possibility
I’m still ready. Are you ready?
Grab a hold and let’s go
The engine’s humming and she sounds so sweet
There’s room up front in my shotgun seat
If you ain’t coming, I’ll admit defeat
Won’t you ride?
Come on, ride Honey, take a ride with me
Paint my wagon, honey, crimson red
It’s got whitewall tires and a long, flat bed
You won’t worry where I lay my head
If you slide up next to me