It's Too Late To Worry

Billy Joe had a bumper sticker on the back of his beatup Chevrolet

Said this truck eats fords for lunch so I pulled up beside him my new mustang

I was just getting ready to say boy that trucks seen it's last meal

But I was wanting to climb in that Chevy when I saw what was sitting behind that wheel

Mornin' sun found a new mustang

Abandoned in a Walmart parking lot

Mud on the seats so don't tell me away

Didn't stop the gossip tongues from waggin'

'Til next day somewhere around 3 o'clock

No tellin' what they're talkin about

What's going 'round

It's too late to worry about that now

Where do men so big and bad learn all them words so sweet and soft

It made my world spin 'round so fast I thought it was gonna sling me off

Red mud on the finders might have gave a clue as to where we'd been

And no one knows just what went on except the moon, me and him

Now that we come showin' up

Rumors bouncin' off of that truck

Just a let 'em stare at him and me

'Cause I don't care about anything but us