[Verse]
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Homecoming queen, about to turn 18
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Just a couple of months younger than
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That wanna be James Dean
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She can wait, just say when
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She ain't gonna leave a note
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She ain't gonna tell a friend
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He smeared the rain on the black top
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She heard a banshee in the wind
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[Chorus]
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Hey, hey, hey darling please
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Let's put this hard times into breeze
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Let's go find a little breathing room
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Maybe in the light of a crimson moon
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[Verse]
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He was named after the hurricane
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Bloom through in 79 and he did just 'bout the same
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Ain't no point no way of living it down
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Standing at the crossroads
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At the sideways one like town
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Screamed Oh Lord is the only sound she make
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She climbs on and wraps her hands around his waist
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[Chorus]
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Hey, hey, hey darling please
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Let's put this hard times into breeze
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Let's go find a little breathing room
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Maybe in the light of a crimson moon
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[Bridge]
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Nothing worse, the hair left behind
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Just two lost souls they go running off into the night
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They felt the fire of running on two wheels
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If they don't stop tonight Lord knows they never will
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[Chorus]
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Hey, hey, hey darling please
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Let's put this hard times into breeze
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Let's go find a little breathing room
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Maybe in the light of a crimson moon
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Crimson Moon
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| Blackberry Smoke |
