My Blues
I've been feeling like fading out
I'm just another stranger in another Midwest town
But the girl at the fabric store likes me around
She's gonna help me get my feet back on the ground
Now you're teaching me to cruise your manual '02 Corolla
I'm gonna stall it 20 times on the short drive to Viroqua
Don't worry, I'm sure I can get it by Minnesota
Would it really be the end of the world to check out California?
Girl, I'm lookin' to you
You drive away my blues
Well, there's never been much to see in Prairie du Chien
But your silhouette is golden from lights you had woven through the evergreen
Now you're dancin' to Sinatra, and I'm tryna fix my left feet
Would it really be all that bad to ask you to marry me?
Girl, I'm lookin' to you
You drive away my blues
Girl, I'm lookin' to you
You drive away my blues
When we're feeling all old and gray, and I don't recognize my face
Wrap me in that raggedy quilt you gave me on Christmas day
When we feel like we've got both feet in the grave
Remember your old Corolla with the worn out red chipped paint
Girl, I'm lookin' to you
You drive away my blues
Girl, I'm lookin' to you
You drive away my blues
I'm just another stranger in another Midwest town
But the girl at the fabric store likes me around
She's gonna help me get my feet back on the ground
Now you're teaching me to cruise your manual '02 Corolla
I'm gonna stall it 20 times on the short drive to Viroqua
Don't worry, I'm sure I can get it by Minnesota
Would it really be the end of the world to check out California?
Girl, I'm lookin' to you
You drive away my blues
Well, there's never been much to see in Prairie du Chien
But your silhouette is golden from lights you had woven through the evergreen
Now you're dancin' to Sinatra, and I'm tryna fix my left feet
Would it really be all that bad to ask you to marry me?
Girl, I'm lookin' to you
You drive away my blues
Girl, I'm lookin' to you
You drive away my blues
When we're feeling all old and gray, and I don't recognize my face
Wrap me in that raggedy quilt you gave me on Christmas day
When we feel like we've got both feet in the grave
Remember your old Corolla with the worn out red chipped paint
Girl, I'm lookin' to you
You drive away my blues
Girl, I'm lookin' to you
You drive away my blues
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Writer(s): Caleb Jacobson
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