Lyrics:

I'm headin' to Atlanta, leavin' on a Delta plane
Mmm hmm, alright
Headin' to Atlanta, leavin' on a Delta plane
Uh huh, good good
Carryin' my trench coat but I sure don't think it's gonna rain
Uh uh, oh no

The gold is in my pockets, caps and tabs are in my sleeves
Uh huh
Gold is in my pockets, caps and tabs are in my sleeves
Oh yeah
Stand to make a thousand if I can just get past the thieves
Oh yeah, oh there they are, heh
Woah


I'm a junk runner honey, hotter than the noonday sun
Yeah, oh mercy, yeah
I'm a junk runner honey, hotter than the noonday sun
Oh yeah, come true, huh
I don't make Orlando, you know my runnin' days are done
Oh yeah, yeah, oh
Look out, good God, oh
Oh, Lord