(Jim Collins/Dean Dillon)
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He was walkin' in the parkin' lot,
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When she finally caught up with him.
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Said: "Hey, boy, you forgot your keys.
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"Is that your car?" She ran her fingers 'cross the hood,
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An' told him: "I've never been in one of these."
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He said: "Hop in an' I'll take you for a ride,
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"Around the block. If you got the time."
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She said, as she took her apron off:
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"I must be out of my mind."
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He pushed a button an' the ragtop came down.
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Pushed another an' the music came on.
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Pushed it to the floor an' off they went.
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She asked his name: he told her.
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He asked her name: she told him.
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Said: "You wanna head back?" She said: "Not yet.
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"It feels good to have the sun on my face
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"An' the wind blowin' through my hair.
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He said: "Where to next?"
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An' she said: "I don't care."
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"I've never been anywhere, I've never done anything.
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"'Cept wait on tables in that bar: small talk an' small change.
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"I've never loved anyone, I've never had someone who care.
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"Boy, until you came along: I've never been anywhere."
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They drove around for what seemed for hours.
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In the sky the sun was settin'.
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Said: "Where do you live? I'll drive you home."
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He walked her up to the front porch screen door.
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On her lips, she felt his kisses.
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He said: "Goodbye." She said: "So long."
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Well, he got in his car an' drove away,
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But then he stopped an' threw it in reverse
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An' she came runnin' off that front proch,
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An' he put his arms 'round her.
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"I've never been anywhere, I've never done anything.
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"But work in some dead-end job, chasin' after dead-end dreams.
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"But, girl, you brought my life to life, your smile is like a breath of air.
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"Yeah, until you came along: I've never been anywhere.
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"I've never been anywhere."
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He was walkin' in the parkin' lot,
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When she finally caught up with him.
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Said: "Hey, boy, you forgot your keys."
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I've Never Been Anywhere
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| Sammy Kershaw |
