It's Too Late To Worry

Billy Joe had a bumper sticker
On the back of his beat up Chevrolet
Said 'This truck eats Fords for lunch'
So I pulled up beside him in my new Mustang
I was just getting ready to say
'Boy that truck’s seen it’s last meal'
But I was wantin' to climb in that Chevy
When I saw what was sittin' behind that wheel
Mornin' sun found a new Mustang
Abandoned in a Wal-Mart parkin' lot
Note on the seat said 'Don't tow me away'
Didn’t stop the gossip tongues from waggin'
Til next day somewhere round three o’clock
No tellin what they’re talkin' about
Or what’s goin' round
It’s too late to worry 'bout that now
Where’d a man so big and bad
Learn all them words so sweet and soft
It made my world spin round so fast
I thought it was gonna sling me off
Red mud on the fenders
Might of gave a clue as to where we’d been
But no one knows just what went on
'Cept the moon and me and him, yeah
Now that we come showin' up Rumors bouncin' off of that truck
Just let 'em stare at him and me Cause I don’t care about anything but us