"Nobody's Gonna Make It Out Alive" lyrics

Southern dream, brown skinned doll
I met her on the beach down in Panama
Said "Look me up if you get back home
It'd be a crying shame for us to sleep alone."

Now I'm 27 miles outside of Augusta at a bar that doesn't have a name
Singing "Sweet Home Alabama" for the one paying customer
Drinking til I couldn't spell my name
There's a pretty little girl waiting for me down in Macon
But it's safe to say I probably shouldn't drive
I've had a damn good ride, all I've really learned from living is
Nobody's gonna make it out alive

I'm out of gas and out of time
Maybe I'll head home for a couple nights
Sleep on the coach at an ex-girlfriend's house
Then hit the highway and keep heading South

Now I'm 27 miles outside of Augusta at a bar that doesn't have a name
Singing "Sweet Home Alabama" for the one paying customer
Drinking til I couldn't spell my name
There's a pretty little girl waiting for me down in Macon
But it's safe to say I probably shouldn't drive
I've had a damn good ride, all I've really learned from living is
Nobody's gonna make it out alive

She showed up and brought a friend
He's not her boyfriend but don't tell him
Now I ain't a chicken but I don't wanna be fried
I sent em both a cold beer and I left with a smile

Now I'm 27 miles outside of Augusta at a bar that doesn't have a name
Singing "Sweet Home Alabama" for the one paying customer
Drinking til I couldn't spell my name
There's a pretty little girl waiting for me down in Macon
But it's safe to say I probably shouldn't drive
I've had a damn good ride, all I've really learned from living is
Nobody's gonna make it out alive. Yeah, nobody's gonna make it out alive.