Jackson Browne - The naked ride home

^C"Just take off your clothes and I'll drive^G you home," I said ^FKnowing she never could pass on a ^Cdare. ^FAnd knowing it sounded more desperate than ^Creckless or bold I just put it ^Gout there cold, too far gone to ^Fcare.

^CMy eyes on the road, she slid herself ^Gdown in the seat ^FAnd a vision of paradise swung into ^Cview. ^FAcross those five lanes not one driver glanced ^Cover to see The beauty known ^Gonly to me, and a big rig or ^Ftwo.

On that ^Cfree^Gway the ^Flight was receding Her ^Cbeau^Gty, a ^Fsight so misleading I ^Cfailed to ^Ghear the ^Fheart that was beating a^Glone On the naked ride ^Chome. ^{F Am G}

^CWith the trace of a smile and that defiant ^Glook in her eye ^FShe hurtled through space in a world of her ^Cown. ^FAnd turning aside my caress spoke of ^Call that she'd not yet done As if I was the ^Gdoubting one, who would have to be ^Fshown.

^CShe gathered her clothes and ran through the ^Gyard in the dark ^FUp onto the porch like a flash, then in^Cside. ^FThen one room at a time I watched every ^Clight in our house come on Like the truth that would e^Gventually dawn, forcing me to de^Fcide.