Dashboard Jesus - Carly Pearce

The sun’s goin' down on those little white lines

There’s a whole lot of home sick, ridin' shotgun on the passenger side

Oh, and what’s up ahead, it’s not quite clear

But everything she knew just keeps gettin' smaller in the rearview mirror

'89 Chevrolet

The AC’s busted, but the radio plays

As she flies on faith down the highway

Everybody says she’s dreamin'

Call her crazy for believin'

Sometimes, all you really need is

Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus

Maybe she’ll find a little one horse town

Or dip her toes in the sand on the edge of the ocean and put her roots down

Maybe bright city lights will call her name

Long as she’s goin' somewhere, it don’t matter to her either way

Everybody says she’s dreamin'

Call her crazy for believin'

Sometimes, all you really need is

Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus

Everybody says she’s dreamin'

Crazy for believin'

But all you really need is

Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus

She’s leavin'

Chasin' down the taste of freedom

Sometimes, all you really need is

Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah