Highway 87 is a dangerous place to be When you pissed off all the local boys And your back's against the sea The cops all know your number The bars all know your name After six straight months of drinkin' boy You ain't never gonna be the same Well, I ain't seen the sunshine Since I can't remember when I may not know where I'm goin' But I sure know where I've been Well the sheriff he been watchin' every move that I make One of these days his gonna arrest me, for all the time I take The local girls all act Like I just ain't their kind Paintin' on their precious nails And wastin' their sweet minds Well, I'd give half of Texas if I could find a friend I may not know where I'm going But I sure know where I've been Well, the coast is disappearing There's a line up on the beach Doin' all them little things That Sunday School don't teach Jim Beam by the fire, cocaine in the stash Baseball bat on the floorboard Shotgun on the dash You may lose your mind And go walkin' 'round the bend You may not know where you're going But you'll sure know where you been Highway 87 is a dangerous place to be When you pissed off all the local boys And your back's against the sea The cops all know your number The bars all know your name After six straight months of drinkin', boy You ain't never gonna be the same Well, I ain't seen the sunshine Since I can't remember when I may not know where I'm going But I sure know where I've been