SPIN
© 2008 Codie Prevost/Willie Mack
Verse 1
There’s a four way stop and an old Cafe
Where everyone in town would start their day
Grab an ice cold drink at the pump and pay
Our weekends spent down at the lake
But something started telling me it’s time to dissappear
So one day I mad the tires on my old Cavalier
Chorus
Spin down the highway
Peddle down Chevrolet
Nothing standing in my way hey hey
Like a dust devil in the field
Like kids pin wheel
Whirling in the wind
My wheels were just made to Spin
Verse 2
The road leads their every now and again
For momma’s home cooking and to see old friends
Grab a cup of coffee and catch up on the news
I can see nothing’s changed in a minute or two
I start getting restless when I’m standing still
When the light turns green I make those wheels
Chorus
Bridge
Spin like the hands round a clock
Spin like a kid’s toy top
Spin like a record in an old juke box
I’m off
Chorus
Like the hands round a clock just made to spin
Like the blades on a DC-10 just made to spin




