Bobby Reil - Midwestern Ways Lyrics

Well, she was up late last night
Thinking about a man
Drinking bourbon on ice
Well, I take one for the memories
And two for the good times
I told you once, but I won't tell you twice
You're one of hells angels
A good old friend of mine
Loved you and our summer times
Well, I can't get over myself
I hate to put a beauty queen like you
On the shelf
Now I'm back on the road again
Wondering if you're listening
To these honky-tonk songs of mine
Well, I held your hand in the middle of May
Then came June, I wish I could've stayed
Now I'm on the road again
From here to California
Wish I would've told ya
I'm stuck in my Midwestern ways
I'm stuck in my Midwestern ways
We were driving Camaros down back roads
I loved every second with my friends
We were bar hopping
I'd go before last call
Cause I need rest
Well, baby, don't you worry about me
I'll be just fine by myself
I'll be fine
I'm back on the road again
Wondering if you're listening
To these honky-tonk songs of mine
Well, I held your hand in the middle of May
Then came June, I wish I could've stayed
Now I'm on the road again
From here to California
Wish I would've told ya
I'm stuck in my Midwestern ways
I'm stuck in my Midwestern ways
Now I'm on the road again
From here to California
Stuck in my Midwestern ways
I'm on the road again
From here to California
Well, I held your hand in the middle of May
Then came June, I wish I could've stayed
Now I'm on the road again
From here to California
Wish I would've told ya
I'm stuck in my Midwestern ways
I'm stuck in my Midwestern ways