(Stephony Smith/Bob DePiero)

Forty miles outside of Houston’s city limits,
Eldorado with a full tank of gas in it,
It’ll take us where it thinks we need to go,
All we got to do is keep it in the middle of the road.

Take me up to Wichita,
Hold me in Niagara Falls,
Rock me in Memphis,
Kiss me down in New Orleans,
Marry me in the Keys,
I don’t care where we go,
As long as you take me.

And baby, make a left on exit 98,
My sister told me that the etouffee is great,
Yeah, we could split a cold one to wash it down,
And watch the sunset on the face of a sleepy little town.

Take me up to Wichita,
Hold me in Niagara Falls,
Rock me in Memphis,
Kiss me down in New Orleans,
Marry me in the Keys,
I don’t care where we go,
As long as you take me.

Ninety miles an hour,
One kiss every minute,
It’s my favorite car,
As long as you’re in it.

Take me up to Wichita,
Hold me in Niagara Falls,
Rock me in Memphis,
Kiss me down in New Orleans,
Marry me in the Keys,
I don’t care where we go,
As long as you take me.
Take me.

(Lari White)

So it begins
Learning the language of poets and thieves
She’s crying again
He’s making promise no one could keep
They sound so sweet
But they are

Made to be broken
Made to be broken
Even as they are spoken
They are made to be broken

She’s nobody’s fool
Collecting the hearts of the lovers she’s known
But she locks up her own
‘Cause hearts were

Made to be broken
Made to be broken
Love’s only token
It was made to be broken

No one defends
The spirits of wild horses and children
Made to be broken

Who makes the rules
That tell us by nature we’re destined to fail
We wrote them ourselves
And they were

Made to be broken
Made to be broken
Rules were made to be broken
Made to be broken