The Ballad of Sissy & Porter

Sissy left out in the pouring rain

 Said she’s going somewhere she can change her name

 Fire in her hair, a little sparkle in her eye

 Little did she know what would happen next

 Porter was as loaded as a hot check

 When they hit the border they were high as kite in the middle of a hurricane

 Golden morning, Cajun nights

 Take the highway to the Northern Lights

 Where the drinks are strong and music feels right

 Porter baby take me by the hand

 Swing me dancing into the wind

 Spinning yarn and talking ‘bout places we ain’t never been

 Lights on the porch burning all night long

 Sissy says “Porter, baby play my song”

 With a wish and hope like a charm against the pain

 Just like a storm, when it’s blowing in

 It’s over just as fast as it began

 Every now and then Sissy thinks about Porter and sound of the pouring rain

 Golden morning, Cajun nights

 Take the highway to the Northern Lights

 Where the drinks are strong and music feels right

 Porter baby take me by the hand

 Swing me dancing into the wind

 Spinning yarn and talking ‘bout places we ain’t never been

 There’s truth to every story that we like to tell

 Wherever Porter’s living, I hope he’s well

 Holding on to lightning ain’t something you can do for long

 Sitting on the porch in her rocking chair

 Thinking ‘bout the stories that she’ll never share

 Watching as the sky grows darker and the storm keeps rollin’ in

 Golden morning, Cajun nights

 Take the highway to the Northern Lights

 Where the drinks are strong and music feels right

 Porter baby take me by the hand

 Swing me dancing into the wind

 Spinning yarn and talking ‘bout places we ain’t never been