Picture of My Dress (The Jordan Lake Sessions Volume 3)

Here at a truck stop in New Mexico, just before dawn
Somebody's grandma behind the wheel of a big rig
Pulling in with her headlights on
We smoke a cigarette as the sunrise runs riot
Someone's got to break the quiet

And she says, "What are you doing here, anyway?"
And I smile and say, "You'd never guess"
She holds it up for me by its skinny white shoulder straps
While I, I take a picture of my dress
I take a picture of my dress

I'm in the bathroom of a Dallas, Texas Burger King
And Mr. Steven Tyler is on the overhead speaker
And he doesn't wannna miss a thing
Back there at the counter
Blending in with the lunchtime crowd
Trying not to laugh out loud

I eat half my Crispy Chicken Club sandwich
I get extra mayonnaise, it's a mess
I take the other half back to the parking lot with me
Pop the trunk, and take a picture of my dress
I take a picture of my dress

It still looks good
I only wore it once
Nine years ago
Nine years, and seven months

It may be a long while
Before the highway relents and finally set me free
I'm gonna have to chase down the remnants
Of something special that you stole from me

It may be hiding in the sunset
Or in distant corners of the dawn
Or maybe it's gone

But I say some prayers above the engine
I bless everything there is to bless
Run out of gas in the middle of nowhere anyway
And then I stand there by the roadside, smiling
And take a picture of my dress
I take a picture of my dress
I take a picture of my dress