Amarillo postcard read
I'll send you a kiss when I reach the coast
Of all the ways to break a man's heart well...
I guess that's why he missed her the most
Said he'd always take care thought of her as rare
Like the very first flower in May
But no matter how he tried one summer night she just
Drifted away
About twelve miles outta Lake Charles
I answered when she called the second time
Her voice reminds me of glass through the breeze
Louisiana chimes
In borrowed boots she found me rambling from bar to bar
She pulled up behind said,"You remind me of someone but that ain't who you are"
She offered a ride I shoulda known she'd be driving me way too far
It was there she confessed it was her mother's dress and her daddy's car
It ain't that bad
It ain't that bad
It ain't that bad
Plenty pretty women drove a young boy mad
Carolina diner. He decided to stop after a hundred miles
With every refill she gave him a smile
At the time it didn't seem like much but every since he hasn't felt the same
Now with every cup of coffee he wishes he'd asked for her name
It ain't that bad
Honey, it's not that bad
It ain't that bad
Plenty pretty women drove a young boy mad
Plenty pretty women drove a young boy mad