Layng Martine, Jr.)
You drove up in your pickup truck That hot September day Not a wisp of wind in the parking lot
I seen hide nor hair of no dynamite
But honey I was blown away
And later on that fall at the Dixie Mall
When I didn't know what to say
But honey I was blown away
Big sister said "You'd better watch out" I slammed the door and said
"You don't know what you're talikng about Mama said I sang when the telephone rang
And she called out "Honey, it's Ray"
Like a piece of dust on a four lane road
Honey I was blown away Just you in a pair of jeans
Now I know what crazy means
I'm talikng 'bout smithereens Then on a Tuesday night Daddy said
"Some guy's on the porch with a big bouquet"
You stood there with your slickedAnd honey I was blown away Across the railroad track
And when we slippe out back
And you softly touched my face
Well I never did feel a train go by But honey I was blown away
No I vever did feel a train go by
But honey I was blown away.
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