Oh, Miss Misty was a stone-skinned gal
Well, she didn't stick around in one town for too long
'Cause, "Too long is too long," she said
And she said, "I'll be gone by morning
Don't come looking after me
Got to get back to that place I've never been
I never been before"
T-Bone City, up at 215
She traded in her daddy's old Packard Super Eight sedan
For a Vincent Black Shadow Machine
Yeah, she opened him up, some 50 horses hot
Foaming at their mouths in a dust cloud headed south
On down the devil's backbone, down his crooked legs
"Fly Away Old Glory" ringing in her head
Sayin', "I'll be gone by the morning
Don't come looking after me
Got to get back to that place I've never been
I never been before"
The big magnolia down by Bueller's Pond
In a hand-me-down sundress and roper boots
I could go on and on
With my Bolt Action .22, I'd knock them blossoms down
Well, Misty'd catch 'em in her skirt before they hit the ground
Singin', "I'll be gone by morning
Don't come looking after me
Got to get back to that place I've never been
I never been before"
