Trisha Yearwood - Walkaway Joe (Feat. Don Henley) lyrics

Momma told her baby, girl take it real slow Girl told her momma hey I really gotta go He's waitin' in the car Momma said girl you won't get far Thus are the dreams of an average Jane Ninety miles an hour down a lovers lane On a tank of dreams Oh if she could've only seen But fate's got cards that it don't want to show And that boy's just A walkaway Joe Born to be a leaver Tell you from the word go, destined to deceive her He's a wrong kinda paradise She's gonna know it in a matter of time That boy's just a walkaway Joe Now just a little while into Abilene Pulls into a station and he robs it clean She's waitin' in the car Underneath the Texaco star She only wanted love didn't bargain for this She can't help but love him for the way he is She's only seventeen And there ain't no reasoning So she'll ride this ride as far as it can go Cause that boy's just A walkaway Joe Born to be a leaver Tell you from the word go, destined to deceive her He's a wrong kinda paradise She's gonna know it in a matter of time That boy's just a walkaway Joe Somewhere in a roadside motel room Alone in the silence she wakes up too soon And reaches for his arm But she'll just keep reachin' on For the cold hard truth revealed what it had known That boy's just A walkaway Joe Born to be a leaver Tell you from the word go, destined to deceive her He's a wrong kinda paradise But it was just another lesson in life That boy was a Walkaway Joe