All The Lilacs In Ohio
Well, you met her there on a New York City stair
You were throwing up on your shoes
Tryin' to write the great book well it really had you shook
With a bad case of wintertime blues
So you drag her down to the ragged side of town
Shared a taxi to carry her home
Then she left her handkerchief there beside you on the seat
As if to emphasize that you were all alone
Smelled like springtime when you were just a boy
And all the lilacs in Ohio
All the lilacs in Ohio, there ya go
In the city streets in the dirty winter snow
All the lilacs in Ohio-hio
Well, she is the love story you speak of
When you talk to Sam at the bar
But it's in the details your story often fails
Yeah, close, but no cigar
You might see your own ass in a double whiskey glass
But you cannot erase her smile
And you'll never write it down, never find her in this town
Of phantom dreams and fingernail files
It was springtime and you were just a boy
And all the lilacs in Ohio
All the lilacs in Ohio, there ya go
In city streets in the dirty winter snow
All the lilacs in Ohio-hio
So you pin her handkerchief to clean white linen sheets
And you unmake your bed and crawl in
You imagine her there and you're tangled in her hair
And she smells like flowers again
And it's springtime and you are just a boy
And all the lilacs in Ohio
All the lilacs in Ohio, there ya go
In the city streets and the dirty winter snow
All the lilacs in Ohio-hio
You were throwing up on your shoes
Tryin' to write the great book well it really had you shook
With a bad case of wintertime blues
So you drag her down to the ragged side of town
Shared a taxi to carry her home
Then she left her handkerchief there beside you on the seat
As if to emphasize that you were all alone
Smelled like springtime when you were just a boy
And all the lilacs in Ohio
All the lilacs in Ohio, there ya go
In the city streets in the dirty winter snow
All the lilacs in Ohio-hio
Well, she is the love story you speak of
When you talk to Sam at the bar
But it's in the details your story often fails
Yeah, close, but no cigar
You might see your own ass in a double whiskey glass
But you cannot erase her smile
And you'll never write it down, never find her in this town
Of phantom dreams and fingernail files
It was springtime and you were just a boy
And all the lilacs in Ohio
All the lilacs in Ohio, there ya go
In city streets in the dirty winter snow
All the lilacs in Ohio-hio
So you pin her handkerchief to clean white linen sheets
And you unmake your bed and crawl in
You imagine her there and you're tangled in her hair
And she smells like flowers again
And it's springtime and you are just a boy
And all the lilacs in Ohio
All the lilacs in Ohio, there ya go
In the city streets and the dirty winter snow
All the lilacs in Ohio-hio
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Writer(s): John Hiatt
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