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