Boston
She comes from Boston
Works at the jewelry store
Down in the harbor
Where the ferries come to shore
She never really knew
How good it would feel
To finally find herself
In a place so warm and real
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England
Is different now and dead
In all the local bars
She flirts and tells the boys
While they're talkin'
She's from Boston
She comes from Boston
Talks to her family now and then
Through e-mails and postcards
She tries to explain to them
That education and occupation
Will have to wait for now
She loves the Rasta, reggae rhythms
Her dreams have changed somehow
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England
Is different now and dead
In all the local bars
She flirts and tells the boys
While they're talkin'
She's from Boston
Her toes dig deep
And deeper in the sand
She's seduced by the sunsets
And her new life at hand
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England
Is different now and dead
In all the local bars
She flirts and tells the boys
While they're talkin'
She's from Boston
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
From Boston
She came to this island from Boston
Works at the jewelry store
Down in the harbor
Where the ferries come to shore
She never really knew
How good it would feel
To finally find herself
In a place so warm and real
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England
Is different now and dead
In all the local bars
She flirts and tells the boys
While they're talkin'
She's from Boston
She comes from Boston
Talks to her family now and then
Through e-mails and postcards
She tries to explain to them
That education and occupation
Will have to wait for now
She loves the Rasta, reggae rhythms
Her dreams have changed somehow
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England
Is different now and dead
In all the local bars
She flirts and tells the boys
While they're talkin'
She's from Boston
Her toes dig deep
And deeper in the sand
She's seduced by the sunsets
And her new life at hand
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England
Is different now and dead
In all the local bars
She flirts and tells the boys
While they're talkin'
She's from Boston
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
From Boston
She came to this island from Boston
Credits
Writer(s): Kenny A. Chesney, Mark Tamburino
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