light the bayou with our tail lights in the night
800 miles to el paso from the state line
and we never have the money for the flight
i'm in the back seat sleepy from the travel
we played our hearts out all night long in new orleans
and i'm dirty from the diesel fumes, drinking coffee black
when the first breath of texas comes in clean
and there's something bout the southland in the springtime
where the waters flow with confidence and reason
though i miss her when i'm gone
it won't ever be too long
till i'm home again to spend my favorite season
when god made me born a yankee he was teasin'
there's no place like home and none more pleasin'
than the southland in the springtime"
—Southland in the Springtime by The Indigo Girls
3 comments:
Isn't that a great song? I'm so glad you found it. Loved, loved, loved having you here.
Amanda
gaaah... i miss road trips...
Is that West Texas? Did you hit the Dr. Pepper museum in Waco, by any chance?
Our Texas roadtrip song: "Baby You Can Sleep While I Drive," by Melissa Etheridge: "I’ll buy you glasses in Texas, a hat from New Orleans, and in the morning you can tell me your dreams." Sleepy state.
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