On the road to Tarrytown
I met this beautiful girl
The rain was pouring down
All over this beautiful girl
The fog was rolling in
Thank God I rolled the window down
Her eyes were clear as day
And far away from Tarrytown
Inside my dirty car
Sat this beautiful girl
She pointed out a bar
So young, this beautiful girl
I asked her where she'd go
Her shining hair was like a crown
Her eyes were holidays
Far away from Tarrytown
In a gravel parking lot
I left a beautiful girl
Not a pretty spot
For such a beautiful girl
I guess she called it home, though
I've got some gall to wear a frown
Or think that I could take her
Far away from Tarrytown