Boston

Maybe we'd get married in Boston
I hear New Haven Got Under your skin
While I was making my name back in
North of these places that I'd never been

Maybe we'd get lost in New England
I hear the ocean gets all kinds of blue
And though I knew I'd be somewhere or someone someday
I'd take nowhere or nothin' with you

Maybe I was made to miss you
But I'm sick and tired of waiting, wishing

Do you believe in cowboys and airplanes?
Sweet baby James is playing in my head
Cause I believe that wishing on freight trains could carry me over to you

I got lost down in North Dakota
Just busking and begging for change
I got all kinds of crazy thinking maybe there were angels leading me along on my way

Maybe I was made to miss you
Maybe I could take you with me

Do you believe in cowboys and airplanes?
Sweet baby James is playing in my head
Cause I believe that wishing on freight trains could carry me over to you

I heard that you were nowhere to be found
I swore I knew, Even though nobody was around
I swore that I would keep you safe and warm from the cold
And maybe we'd get married if Boston would carry me

Do you believe in cowboys and airplanes?
Sweet baby James is playing in my head
Cause I believe that wishing on freight trains could carry me over to you



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Writer(s): Amanda Palmer
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