I'm driving through West Virginia
With some hillbilly skank
And I know I just got
My own self to thank
She's painting a picture
I'm drawing a blank
Hello West Virginia
It ain't her fault that she grew up so poor
Raised up by survivors
Of the parking lot wars
We consummated our love
On the cold bathroom floor
Of the Stuckey's on Route 94
But the highway is no place
For love, my dear
When I pull you close
You're still miles from here
And it's cold comfort in cold Texas toast
Girl you look like you just seen a ghost
And Jesus don't give out
No free truck stop meals
Grasping at razors for something to feel
Tall tales, guardrails, unbroken lines
Winning of hearts and minds
In a culvert in a clearing
As the wind starts to blow
Her eyes fill with rain
By the side of the road
And the sign says Ohio
Just ten miles to go
Goodbye West Virginia
Goodbye West Virginia
credits
from It's Fixin to Blow,
released April 1, 2018
Written by J.D. Avera. Arranged, performed, recorded and mixed by J.D. Avera at Atomic Eye Studios in Gulf Shores, Alabama.
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