作曲 : Bonneville

Out where the tracks cut county road 9

A diesel pulls up a long line

Slowin up the grade to a crawl

Where Jolee waits for an empty car

Away from that man

With a cruel tongue and a violent hand

Who done told her more than once

I'll put you six under if you try to run

She walked into the pawn and said

I'll take the little 32

The man at the counter said are you sure, what you're gonna do

Run, Jolee run,

Jolee run .Arkansas border

Tennessee bound

Across the muddy water into

Memphis town

A walk-up room, deadbolt on the door

Street light moon, a creak in the floor

Neon glows till the break of day

Where she goes to make money

Pourin whiskey, pourin gin

She don't tell nobody where she's been

And that little 32 in her pocket is loaded

Run, Jolee run,

Jolee run

The scene plays, in her head

Over and over again

There's a movement, beneath the streetlamp

And that little 32 gun is in her hand

It barks like a dog, two three four

Last call in the shadows

Now Jolee waits for a morning train

Goin where nobody knows her name

Run, Jolee run,

Jolee run

Run, Jolee run

Jolee ru