Comin' Back In A Cadillac - Joe Nichols

Leavin' this town, got the ticket in my hand

Greyhound gonna haul me to the promised land

Can’t shake this restless in my bones

Mama don’t fret, I won’t be alone

Gonna make me a fortune and I’m comin' back

In a Cadillac

Ain’t no jobs, mill closed last year

If you wanna get ahead, get the hell outta here

There’s a lot of new money in this old guitar

Hold on, Daddy, don’t you sell that farm

Gonna make me a pile and I’m comin' back

In a Cadillac

This backwoods boy’s gonna be an uptown deal

And I’ll be back home in my converted 'Ville

There’ll be so much green

They’re gonna think I robbed a bank

When I get back in a Cadillac

These neon lights leave me shinin' like glitter

And if I play real good, get the pick of the litter

If what she’s workin' feels just right

She might wind up and be my wife

Throw her suitcase in and then I’ll drive her on back

In my Cadillac

Well, this backwoods boy’s gonna be an uptown deal

And I’ll ease back home in my converted 'Ville

There’s so much green

They’re gonna think I robbed a bank

When I get back in a Cadillac