A Long Way From Tupelo
By Paul Thorn
4/29/2012
Capo 1
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On a hot Sunday evening, I was drivin' in the country
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When I felt my left-front tire blow
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In the trunk I had a spare but the jack wasn’t there
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On a desolate gravel road
Just across the street was a two-room shack
And a girl shelling peas on the porch
When she ran out to meet me in a white cotton dress
All I could say was; ‘Praise the Lord!’
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Yeah, I was a long way from Tupelo
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A long ways from Tupelo
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Yeah, I was stranded in a place nobody knows
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I was a long way from Tupelo
She said; ‘My mamma’s not home and we don’t have a phone
But if there’s anything I can do"
"I’d be happy to pour you some cold iced tea
Because I think you’re kind of cute’
We went inside, sat down on the couch
And that girl started up on me
And just like Adam in the Garden of Eden
She showed me that apple and I got weak
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Well, her mother showed up and saw me there
She said what in the world’s going on
She answered; ‘Mamma, don’t worry, he’s a real nice man’
Who’s broke down and ain’t got a way home"
Daddy gave me a ride, I gave him $20
For his trouble and a tank of gas
It was a day I always remember
But if my wife ever asks, I’d say
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