Tim Wheatley - Burning the Midnight Oil lyrics

Red sky in the morning, heed a Sheppard's warning, best be gone Hi-tail it out of here, making it up as I go along So steady as she goes I steer the Chevy's nose, carving borderlines Burning the midnight oil trying to sever ties Yeah Ooooooooooh Go on go chase the things you lust, there's a little bit of who*e in all of us I wont tell if you wont tell, I wont tell if you wont tell Make haste because today just ain't your day, take tongues at the mention of your name You left me high and dry, there but for the grace of God go I Yeah Oooooooooooh No Sir. I ain't got a dollar, hell I ain't got a dime Im so hot under the collar, wasting my precious time The rhythm of the road an unyielding abode, heavy and true Burning the midnight oil to be rid of you Yeah Ooooooooooooh Go on go chase the things you lust, there's a little bit of who*e in all of us I wont tell if you wont tell, I wont tell if you wont tell Make haste because today just ain't your day, take tongues at the mention of your name You left me high and dry, there but for the grace of God go I Yeah Oooooooooooh