A little bit of bourbon and a broken neon sign Once again I'm ridin' shotgun To everything that's on my mind Just a bartender to tell my troubles to Well I just haven't found a way to say that I'm so in love with you You could hear it in my voice, see it on my face You left me with no choice but to leave you... the chase Flight 35 in the pourin' rain, a leopard skin suitcase, and a pocket of change Last I heard she left for Dallas, so I'm checking every motel in sight This pickup truck, it ain't fast enough, no we had our problems when times were tough I just can't believe your leaving over 3 words I couldn't say last night You could hear it in my voice, see it on my face You left me with no choice but to leave you... With a little tequila and a broken neon sign, just a bartender tell you what was on my mind He said you could hear it in his voice, see it on his face You left him with no choice but to leave you the chase