Nothin' But Taillights - Trace Adkins

She used to sit in the passenger seat

Tappin' on the dash with her bare feet

Poppin' that gum and paintin' her toenails blue

She’d turn on the radio and crank it up

That girl could never get it loud enough

She’d make up words to songs she thought she knew

Yeah saturday nights we’d lead the parade

Of tricked out Fords and Chevrolets

We’d cruise through town and head down to the lake

Well I was hangin' with the boys a little bit later

Talkin' 'bout tires and carburetors

When I happened to see my whole world drive away

Now I’ve got nothin' but taillights

Nothin' but goodbye

Nothin' but leavin', goin' on

And I’m nothin' but sorry

Got nothin' but memories

She’s nothin' but taillights, gone

I ain’t saying she stole that car

But that was May and this is March

And all I get are tickets in the mail

She was doin' eighty-five in Tennessee

Clocked in Kansas doin' ninety-three

I just hope she lets me post her bail

'Cause I’ve got nothin' but taillights

Nothin' but goodbye

Nothin' but leavin', goin' on

And I’m nothin' but sorry

Got nothin' but memories

She’s nothin' but taillights, gone

Now I’ve got nothin' but taillights

Nothin' but goodbye

Nothin' but leavin', goin' on

And I’m nothin' but sorry

Got nothin' but memories

She’s nothin' but taillights, gone

Lord, she’s nothin' but taillights gone