She wore a dress with cherries on it
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Going somewhere where she'd be wanted
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In a town this small all they do is talk
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No wedding ring, chipped fingernail polish
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She always wished that she could go to college
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But some dreams fade, they just slip away
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She started to show a few months ago
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And she had to go, that's how she wound up
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[Chorus 1]
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On the backseat of a Greyhound bus
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Head hung down with the windows up
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Staring at the rest of her life
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She never thought this would be the place
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Where she would find her saving grace
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But she fell in love, she fell in love
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On the backseat of a Greyhound bus
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The moon was full, the stars were smilin'
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God has a funny sense of timin'
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The baby came on the interstate
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Somewhere between Jackson and Memphis
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She finally found what she had been missin'
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She cried and laughed while the red lights flashed
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Sweet baby girl, she looked into the face of a new
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The face of a brand new world
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[Chorus 2]
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On the backseat of a Greyhound bus
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Heart so full that it could bust
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Staring at the rest of her life
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She never thought this would be the place
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Where she would find her saving grace
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But she fell in love, she fell in love
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On the backseat of a Greyhound bus
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Sweet baby girl, she found a brand new world
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[Repeat chorus 2]
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She wore a dress with cherries on it
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Going somewhere where she'd be wanted
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Backseat Of A Greyhound Bus
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| Sara Evans |
