Greyhound Bound

Please don't be mad at me for callin'
I saw this phone and
I had to dial
We left so many things unspoken
I thought we could talk for just a while
Now I'm not sayin' you owe me anything
My memories are my souvenirs
Like all those cherry lipstick "love-you-baby"s
You scribbled on faded motel mirrors
Now, I'm Greyhound bound for anywhere
I told the man, "The next bus'll do"
They're callin' the
Twelve-twenty for
Tupelo Just one thing before
I go Tell me, is he good to you
I talked it over with
Hadley He's still out there off of
Highway 10
If anybody could explain it
I figured good old
Hadley can
His wrinkled hands upon the table
He said, "I hate to break the news But sometimes there ain't no explaining"
The things a woman'll put you through
Now, I'm Greyhound bound for anywhere
I told the man, "The next bus'll do"
They're callin' the
Twelve-twenty for
Tupelo Just one thing before
I go Tell me, is he good to you
Well, should you ever think of me
I'll let Hadley know where
I'm stayin'
In the meanwhile,
I'll get over you
Least that's what
I'm prayin' for
Now, I'm Greyhound bound for anywhere
I told the man, "The next bus'll do"
They're callin' the
Twelve-twenty for
Tupelo Just one thing before
I go Tell me, is he good to you
But just one thing before
I go Tell me, is he good to you