Mark Erelli - Baltimore lyrics

It's an eight hour drive up to Somerville Somerville To Somerville I got a big cup of coffee and a bottle of little white pills Little white pills Little white pills Turn the radio up 'cause I just want to hear the sound Of someone's voice Someone's voice Mr. State Trooper please don't stop me now I can't slow down I got no choice I come flying o'er the Delaware and across the Tappan Zee Wondering what I got to do to make you reconsider me Honey, don't turn me back from your door I come all the way from Baltimore I got a pawn shop ring and a yellow rose bouquet Honey, that I bought In a cheap truck stop Hardly seems enough to prove to you I've changed Well, maybe it ain't But it's all I got I know you've had all the heartache you can take from me So I won't make no excuses for the fool I used to be Honey, don't turn me back from your door I come all the way from Baltimore It's an eight hour drive but I did it in six Did it in six Did it in six There was a time I thought I could live without your kiss Now I ain't ashamed To let you see me like this Like a moth circlin' round your front porch light Like a ship out on the ocean to a beacon in the night Baby I made my way to your door And I come all the way from Baltimore