Lyrics

Dad drove us through the Smokies, windows rolled down
Past one blinkin' light and one pancake house in town
Then a mountain girl in rhinestones came back home one day
And built a little heaven so her people could stay

Now there's too much of a good thing
Too many taillights, the mountains can't catch their breath
She loved it to life, and we loved it to death
Too much ruins a good thing

Now I'm sittin' on the Parkway with the windows rolled up
Past twenty pancake houses and the traffic's stuck
And I'm fussin' at the tourists for spoilin' my stay
Till my Texas tag reminds me I'm one more car in the way

Yeah, there's too much of a good thing
Too many taillights, the mountains can't catch their breath
She loved it to life, and I loved it to death
Too much ruins a good thing

I stopped above the Parkway where blue smoke rises slow
Where God called it good, long before the neon glow
He grew the shady hemlock, set the spruce on the hill
Before the pancake houses and the parking lots were built

Yeah, there's too much of a good thing
Too many taillights, the mountains can't catch their breath
God spoke it to life, and we loved it to death
Too much ruins a good thing

Yeah, too much of a good thing