Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Tupelo lyrics
[Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Tupelo lyrics]
Haven't been wasted in a long time
But tonight it feels just fine
Riding home with the windows up
Alone with a plastic cup of real good wine
If I get out of this hole I'm going to Tupelo
There is a girl out there
That will treat me fair
You get about a week of spring
And the summer is blistering
There ain't no one from here
That will follow me there
No there ain't no one from here
That will follow me there
She said there's nothing left to talk about
At my age I should've figured out
Which drawer to put the good knives in
And the wars between the weekends
Tore the playhouse down
Kept her close but way too close to me
She never lived up to my memory
Driving fast with the windows down
A past I don't belong to now a mystery
If I get out of this hole I'm going to Tupelo
There is a girl out there
That will treat me fair
You get about a week of spring
And the summer is blistering
There ain't no one from here
That will follow me there
No there ain't no one from here
That will follow me there
I get out of this hole I'm going to Tupelo
There is a girl out there
That will treat me fair
You get about a week of spring
And then summer is blistering
There ain't no one from here
That will follow me there
Well there ain't no one from here
That will follow me there
But tonight it feels just fine
Riding home with the windows up
Alone with a plastic cup of real good wine
If I get out of this hole I'm going to Tupelo
There is a girl out there
That will treat me fair
You get about a week of spring
And the summer is blistering
There ain't no one from here
That will follow me there
No there ain't no one from here
That will follow me there
She said there's nothing left to talk about
At my age I should've figured out
Which drawer to put the good knives in
And the wars between the weekends
Tore the playhouse down
Kept her close but way too close to me
She never lived up to my memory
Driving fast with the windows down
A past I don't belong to now a mystery
If I get out of this hole I'm going to Tupelo
There is a girl out there
That will treat me fair
You get about a week of spring
And the summer is blistering
There ain't no one from here
That will follow me there
No there ain't no one from here
That will follow me there
I get out of this hole I'm going to Tupelo
There is a girl out there
That will treat me fair
You get about a week of spring
And then summer is blistering
There ain't no one from here
That will follow me there
Well there ain't no one from here
That will follow me there