Dixie Roadrash at the world's most obvious car crash She went through twenty states but the one I hate came last Whoa, nothing slows down nothing ever turns around She slipped right through my hands Herbal remedies are best for minor maladies Don't want those flowers to lay beside her name Please excuse me if I don't stand up and tell you things All those fun and games just left with her today Whoa, nothing slows down nothing ever turns around She slipped right through my hands If I could have just one wish come true I'd wish you here with me - or that I coulda been there with you Whoa, nothing slows down nothing ever turns around She slipped right through my hands