She enjoyed his set-list - that is why backstage she came on strong
Diamonds on her left wrist - told him she was where she don’t belong
He was long-past caring - wearing broken dreams she knew so well
There was no comparing - lady to Jack Daniels’ child from Hell
It’s not far to travel - backstage to a Podunk motel room
He watched fate unravel - sound track was a weeping blue-grass tune
Later he was leaving - one more show before he kicked some dirt
He knew she was grieving - as she wrote these words upon his shirt
Chorus:
To my lover Darrell from your red-head lover Carol - 25
Don’t forget the motel room - love we made all afternoon
Clinging to each other to survive
I am 5 and 20 - you are more than plenty -yet I know
We both found brief peace of mind - left our pain & grief behind
PS Darrell really love the show
On the road at midnight - fate came calling as a Greyhound bus
He ran through a red light - hit so fast he had no time to cuss
Big wheel brakes were squealing - reeling like a drunkard in the night
He held to that feeling - he could see in words of neon light
Chorus:
He woke on a table - doctor had a sad & wounded smile
He said you are stable - guess you haven’t been that for a while
Your pain’s on the outside - I can stitched you up to heal the hurt
My pain’s on the inside - written by my wife upon your shirt
