Looking at you through a misty moonlight,
Porch swaying like a Tennessee lullaby,
kateydid sing like a symphony.
melody blowing through the willow tree. What was I s'posed to do,
standing there looking at you?
Lonely boy far from home. Maybe it was Memphis,
maybe it was southern summer nights.
but it sure felt right.
Maybe it was you, maybe it was me, Read about you in a Faulkner novel,
met you once in a Williams' play.
Heard about you in a country love song, summer night beauty took my breath away.
What was I s'posed to do,
Lonely bar far from home.
standing there looking at you? (
Every ngiht now since I been back home,
I lie awake at night drifting in my memory.
Think about you on your mama's front porch swing
talking that way, so soft to me.
standing there looking at you?
What was I s'posed to do, Lonely boy far from home
(repeat chorus 'til fade.
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