Somewhere, North Dakota
She's from a small town under a western sky
somewhere down a long dirt road
she thought that life was just passing her by
I guess well that's the way it goes
ride down south just for the summer
to a place in her dreams
where the salt air hangs so heavy at night
and every things as it seems
Ch. It's her right and she's right on track
she's leaving home and she ain't coming back (x2)
North Dakota always makes her cold
and plowing fields is growing old
it seemed so real her and a bluegrass band
on a Charleston summer night
no one here even knows her name
but shots thrown back she's just the same
up there the sun isn't quite so bold
and that golden glow fades as she goes away
Ch.
She'll board a plane under and eastern sky
off to somewhere she's trying to find
well forget Dakota where the winter's slow
she don't know where she want's to grow old
Ch.
She opens her eyes to that sawdust floor
a bluegrass band and a loud encore
in her own voice she screams out loud
and her decision fades into the crowd
The music I have is pretty good but I've been experimenting with the composition of words to music and this is just the latest form I've been fooling with.
Matt