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He’s got boots by the bed Radio on the nightstand Jumps up swingin’ that door Like a busted rubber band Keys in the air Hat on backwards, heart gone wild Burnin’ up gravel in his old red truck Grinnin’ like a problem child Blue lights, blue lights, screamin’ down Main Treatin’ every stop sign like it’s just for decoration He’s a volunteer hero with a half-tanked brain On a full-speed salvation vacation If you hear him comin’, better say your prayers He’ll save your house, but wreck your stairs Blue lights, blue lights, Lord have mercy, sound the alarm He’s doin’ ninety for a false alarm Cuts off a bride Right in front of that church Drives between the bridesmaids Like a cattle drive in a white dress desert Takes out the arch Rings the bell with his rear-view glass Yells, I’ll sign the guest book later Gotta move my… truck on past Blue lights, blue lights, screamin’ down Main Treatin’ every stop sign like it’s just for decoration He’s a volunteer hero with a half-tanked brain On a full-speed salvation vacation If you hear him comin’, better say your prayers He’ll save your house, but wreck your stairs Blue lights, blue lights, Lord have mercy, sound the alarm He’s doin’ ninety for a false alarm Cuts through a strip mall, turns brick to dust Punches his bumper through a jewelry store front Guess y’all needed a drive-thru, anyhow Waves at the manager, never slows down Jumps that hill by the cemetery fence Over a funeral, folks all tense He tips his hat, hollers, Don’t you cry I’m just passin’ over, not sayin’ goodbye Slides in sideways At the bay doors, smoke all tires Trips on the curb, hits the wall Still ready to fight some fires Chief’s just sippin’ Coffee in a folding chair Says, Son, that call got canceled Ten whole minutes ‘fore you got here Blue lights, blue lights, screamin’ down Main Treatin’ every stop sign like it’s just for decoration He’s a volunteer hero with a half-tanked brain On a full-speed salvation vacation If you hear him comin’, better say your prayers He’ll save your house, but wreck your stairs Blue lights, blue lights, Lord have mercy, sound the alarm He totaled half the county for a false alarm He kicks the tire, laughs it off Says, Guess I’ll fill up while I’m here Chief says, Boy, if we ever get a real one I’m hidin’ everybody’s keys this year

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