Текст песни Walkaway Joe, Trisha Yearwood

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Momma told her baby "girl, take it real slow"
Girl told her momma, "hey, I really gotta go
He s waitin in the car.
Momma said "girl, you won t get far"
Thus are the dreams of an average Jane,
90 miles an hour down a lovers lane
on a tank of dreams
Oh, if she could ve only seen
That fate s got cards that it don t wanna show
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And that boy s just a walkaway joe,
born to be a leaver
tell you from the word go
destined to decive her
he s the wrong kind of paradise
she s gonna know it in a matter of time
That boy s just a walkaway joe

Just a little while into Abilene
he pulls into a station
and he robs it clean
she s waiting in the car
oh, underneath the texaco star
She only wanted love,
didn t bargain for this
she can t help but love him
for the way he is
she s only seventeen
and there ain t no reasoning
she ll ride this ride as far as it can go
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Somewhere in a roadside motel room
alone in the silence she wakes up too soon
and reaches for his arm
but she ll just keep reaching on
For the cold hard truth had revealed what it had known
that boy s just a walkaway joe
born to be a leaver
tell ya from the word go
destined to deceive her
he s the wrong kind of paradise
but it was just another lesson in life
that boy was a walkaway joe
all he was was a walkaway joe