Backseat
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You were hiding in the backseat of my Lincoln

Underneath a blanket with your head against the door

And I was already halfway through Ohio

When I heard your soft voice singing to a song on the radio

Past our sleeping father a cold cigar lying at his feet

I crept out in the darkness of the morning

He was surrounded by his books down in the parlor

Filled with all the word

S that he had wanted us to read and know

But this is not an old American story

About the rugged men who came out from the east

And I am not some outlaw from the Badlands

Or a gambler running tables in New Orleans

So I put you on a bus back to Boston

With some money in your shoe for a meal

And I turn my car in the other direction

Just hoping that I hear a note from the back

You were hiding in the backseat of my Lincoln

Underneath a blanket with your head against the door

And I was already halfway through Ohio

When I heard your soft voice singing to a song on the radio

Past our sleeping father a cold cigar lying at his feet

I crept out in the darkness of the morning

He was surrounded by his books down in the parlor

Filled with all the word

S that he had wanted us to read and know

But this is not an old American story

About the rugged men who came out from the east

And I am not some outlaw from the Badlands

Or a gambler running tables in New Orleans

So I put you on a bus back to Boston

With some money in your shoe for a meal

And I turn my car in the other direction

Just hoping that I hear a note from the back

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