I don't know much more desolate than North Mississippi heading west
Three more days I'll turn around then I'll be Alabama bound
I-65 exit 53 dinosaur staring in the driver's seat
But I made it all the way through Tennessee, by now you know better than to wait for me
No postcards or pay telephones to help me through the night
Something as simple as calling home never seems to work out right
The hardest part of what I do is missing you
This poor coffee hotel bed a thousand songs say what's in my head
That don't mean it ain't true when it comes to me and you
No postcards or pay telephones to help me through the night
Something as simple as calling home never seems to work out right
The hardest part of what I do is missing you
You spend your married life living with a ghost
I spend every night missing little things the most
No postcards or pay telephones to help me through the night
Something as simple as calling home never seems to work out right
The hardest part of what I do is missing you