Tupelo

I haven't been wasted in a long time

But tonight it feels just fine

Riding home with the windows up

Alone with a plastic cup of real good wine

When I get out of this hole I'm goin' to Tupelo

There's a girl out there that'll treat me fair

You get about a week of spring and the summer is blistering

There ain't no one from here that'll follow me there

No, there ain't no one from here that'll follow me there

She said there's nothing left to talk about

At my age I should've figured out

Which drawer to put the good knives in

And the wars between the weekend store and the playhouse town

I kept her close, but way too close to me

She never lived up to my memory

Driving fast with the windows down

A past I don't belong to now, a mystery

I get out of this hole I'm goin' to Tupelo

There's a girl out there that will treat me fair

You get about a week of spring and then Summer is blistering

So there ain't no one from here that'll follow me there

No, there ain't no one from here that'll follow me there

When I get out of this hole I'm goin' to Tupelo

There's a girl out there that will treat me fair

Get about a week of spring and the summer is blistering

There ain't no one from here that'll follow me there

Well, there ain't no one from here that'll follow me there