Christine

Ten mile road, two touchdowns to go
Bound for the midnight express
When you called to come down,
And I showed up a mess,
What kinda luck had you fallin for this kinda me?

All the letters that you sent, they done came and went
And found me with her on the floor
So by the time you arrive, and kick out the door
I've mustered all the jokes a man could buy

Then you go, down to the river
Where you dare to hope, is gonna run you back to sea
I hope you try, lord gone and try, my love
Get right up, let the water touch your knees, oh please

Christine, with your cold eyes starin back at me
In the warm light of the blessed day
When you left me in the morning rain
Heavens, goodnight, all hell-bent and bright
You bawl, as you're loadin up the two door double wide

You're gonna find you a girl who settles you down
She buys all the records you want
She'll keep you all night
Sing you to dawn, swear you're gonna die if she ever asks
You to leave

Cause sure comes a day, sweet sunshine to rain
The rumbling of her packin up the shelves
And though honest you try, it's too much to help
So you blame it on that blood moon on the rise

Then you go, down to the river
Where you dare to hope, is gonna run you back to sea
I hope you try, lord gone and try, my love
Take all the time that you need

Oh Christine, with your cold eyes staring back at me
In the warm light of the blessed day
When you left me in the morning rain
Heavens, goodnight, all hell-bent and bright
You bawl, as you're loadin up the two door double wide