Maybe the bayou wounded all of your wishes
maybe the swamp swallowed your smile
Or your peaceful walk faded out along the coastline
my patience grew thin it flew up with the smog
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I should of took you, Straight out of Houston
dirty bus station, and that cheap jug of wine
some paper ticket, would've said where we were heading
I could've sworn you were running, but it must've been me.
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Maybe the highway, took all my last chances
maybe the high water was just another one to blame
that hot summer sidewalk, harden all my good intentions
did the heart grow hungry when all there was was concrete
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I should of took you, Straight out of Houston
dirty bus station, and that cheap jug of wine
steam from the engine, the night she unbraided
I could've sworn you were running, but it must've been me
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It could've been lighting, or the whip from the windshield
it could've been the cold feet , or the kick from the caffeine
I swore I heard heartbeats under that old yellow poncho
It could've been those night songs, that flooded the freeway.
but it must've been me.