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Artist: Trisha Yearwood Album: Songbook Title: Walkaway Joe
Mama told her baby girl take it real slow Girl told her momma hey I really gotta go He's waiting in the car Momma said girl you won't get far Thus are the dreams of an average Jane Ninety 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 That boy's just a walk away Joe Born to be a leaver tell you from the word go Destined to decieve 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
Now 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 his She's only seventeen and there ain't no reasoning So she'll ride this ride as far as it can go
That boy's just a walk away Joe Born to be a leaver tell you from the word go Destined to decieve 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
Somewhere in a roadside motel room Alone in the silence she wakes up to soon And reaches for his arms But she'll just keep reaching on For the cold hard truth revealed what it had known
That boy's just a walk away Joe Born to be a leaver tell you from the word go Destined to decieve her He's the wrong kind of paradise But it was just another lesson in life That boy's just a walkaway Joe
Mmm yeah
All he was was a walkaway Joe He was a walkaway Joe
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