Heading to the state line
Taking all the back roads
Shifter in the middle
I'm carrying a heavy load
Desert moon is out
She's big and mean
I can see her fingertips
Brush the pine top greens
Money in the trunk and a fool at the wheel
This dog's gonna' run if this dog's gonna' steal
Spending all my time at the Indian Casino
I swear I wasn't there when lightning hit the El Camino
My friends disowned me
When the Law took a crack
At the Cherokee nation
Who wants their money back
Harvest moon is out
She's hungry and lean
Her greedy fingertips
Wiped the cash vaults clean
Money in the trunk and a fool at the wheel
This dog's gonna' run if this dog's gonna' steal
Spent a lot of time at the Indian Casino
I swear I wasn't there when lightning hit the El Camino
"Happy Camper" trailer park
Is just another dump
There's a storm on the brew
The monies in the trunk
Thunderbolts are rolling
Cross' the clouds overhead
I got a war party knocking
And I'm better off dead
Money in the trunk and a tank full of gas
It was the perfect plan - a simple grab and stash
When the flash hit the cap they saw it all the way to Reno
But I swear I wasn't there when lightning hit the El Camino
What a mess
That thing went up like a fireball
All that paper money
Done burned to ashes