If You Were Here In Starkville

Townie Boys Would Love The Way You Stare

If You Were Here In Starkville

Well The Local Girls They Wouldn't Have A Prayer



Well I've Spent A Reckless Night Inside The Wonder

Of Your Everlasting Charm

Now I'm Haunted By Geography And The Flora

And The Fauna Of Your Heart



At The Dawning Of Some Road Worn Day

I Call You On A Whim Just To Say

The Morning Birds Are Singing

But I Could Not Do Them Justice

So I Hung Up And I Fell Back To Sleep



But I'm In Love With My Mobility

Sometimes This Life Can Be A Drag

Like When I Noticed Your Nobility

And How My Leaving

It Only Held You Back



But I Remember One Occassion

When You Were Drinking

And You Asked Me To The Coast

But I Was Hell Bent On Agony Back Then

And So I Missed The Boat



At The Dawning Of Some Road Worn Day

I Call You On A Whim Just To Say

My Regrets Become Distractions

When I Can Not Do Them Justice

Then I Hung Up And I Fell Back To Sleep



When I Was Down In Starkville

I Was Hiding Out Inside Some Comfort Inn

From A Local Gang Of Troubadours

When The Homecoming Queen

She Come Ridin In

(oooh)

Yeah



Yeah But I Slipped Out Of My Room Into The Rain

(oooh)

And I Went Running For My Health

(oooh)

I Watched Those Headlights Turn To Moonlight

And Finally I Was Running By Myself



Now Its The Dawning Of Some Road Worn Day

And I Call You On A Whim Just To Say

The Morning Birds Are Singing