Tekstovi: Drive By Truckers. Southern Rock Opera. Days Of Graduation.

Bobby went out for a joy ride with my best girl, left me at the party
It was almost ten and the three quarter moon illuminated
The rain-soaked streets like a candy wrapper
I guess that's why Bobby had his lights off
Tear-assing threw them back streets of town
Where me and Bobby tear-assed so many times before
Sometimes with my best girl and sometimes Bobby had him one too

But this night he banked that curve just a little too hard
And that 442 went airborne, hit a telephone pole and split in two
Bobby's skull was split right in two and my girl pinned in her seat
Partially embedded in the dashboard and for the next twenty minutes
The only sound in the night were the sounds of her screams
The sound of the wheel still spinning

In a little while the ambulance came
And the sound of its siren mixed with the sound of the
Screaming girl and the spinning wheel
But when the story was told the next day at the graduation ceremony
Everyone said that when the paramedics got there
They could still hear "Free Bird" playing on the stereo
You know it's a very, very long song