writer/artist (acoustic/electric/eclectic)
Lyrics
"she was from sugarland"
she was from sugarland, headin home
i hopped the greyhound in pittsburgh, headin for music row
the seat was empty, so i sat next to her
she was a blackhaired beauty, with eyes that burned
and as that bus was movin, the sun started setten
we traded smiles, and we started talkin
exchangin lives, as the miles rolled by
our lips got too close, and that bus started flyin
what a ride hmm what a ride
west virginia, columbus, louisville, what a ride
what a ride hmm what a ride
west virginia, columbus, louisville, what a ride
somewhere in kentucky, she just held my hand
started cryin, then start smilin again
took down my number and i took hers
knew when i left her in nashville, it was gonna hurt
i grabbed my guitar and got off that bus
our long kiss goodbye, wasnt the end of us
got a knock on my door, a few months later
she drove up from texas, i held her and held her
and what a ride hmm what a ride
west virginia, columbus, louisville, what a ride
what a ride hmm what a ride
west virginia, columbus, louisville, what a ride
Copyright 2021 John Lobello
email johnlobellomusic@gmail.com
Phone 412-303-9778
