5 Years, 4 Months, 3 Days

Well I stepped into the station
With my only suitcase in my hand
I bought a ticket at the counter
And I said I gotta stick to my plan
'Cause I love that girl with all my might |
And I think I finally got it right

5 years, 4 months, 3 days
Goin' home tonight

I've been lyin' and cryin'
And searchin' and dyin'
Tryin' just to run or myself
I've been burnin' and yearnin'
And tossin' and turnin'
I couldn't think of nobody else

Well I reached up on the shelf
For my tattered old Samsonite
Oh you're waitin' at the station
In that same old dress that I like
Well now aren't you a beautiful sight
I think I finally saw the light



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Writer(s): Brian Setzer
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