Greyhound Bound

Please don't be mad at me for callin' I saw this phone and I had to dial We left so many things unspoken I thought we could talk for just a while Now I'm not sayin' you owe me anything My memories are my souvenirs Like all those cherry lipstick "love-you-baby"s You scribbled on faded motel mirrors Now, I'm Greyhound bound for anywhere I told the man, "The next bus'll do" They're callin' the Twelve-twenty for Tupelo Just one thing before I go Tell me, is he good to you I talked it over with Hadley He's still out there off of Highway 10 If anybody could explain it I figured good old Hadley can His wrinkled hands upon the table He said, "I hate to break the news But sometimes there ain't no explaining" The things a woman'll put you through Now, I'm Greyhound bound for anywhere I told the man, "The next bus'll do" They're callin' the Twelve-twenty for Tupelo Just one thing before I go Tell me, is he good to you Well, should you ever think of me I'll let Hadley know where I'm stayin' In the meanwhile, I'll get over you Least that's what I'm prayin' for Now, I'm Greyhound bound for anywhere I told the man, "The next bus'll do" They're callin' the Twelve-twenty for Tupelo Just one thing before I go Tell me, is he good to you But just one thing before I go Tell me, is he good to you