David Wiseman -da6d

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Monday morning in Asheville
Coffee shop on Haywood Street
There is no one there to listen to me
They fill their cup, they’re on their way

Maybe Athens by sundown
Middle of town Prince Avenue
With the rain falling around these people are used
To the likes of me just passing through

Would you meet me in Savannah
Maybe a week from next Saturday?
Bring your wedding slippers
Try them on

Atlanta’s lights are calling me
Something about
That Southern Siren’s sound
Is drawing me to that restless town
Plant my feet on the red clay ground

Would you meet me in Savannah
A week from this Saturday?
Bring your wedding slippers
Try them on

I’ll find my way to Charleston
Carolina nights in that Holy City
Only three hundred miles
To drive in the rain
It would be so good to be there again

Please meet me in Savannah
It’s only a week until Saturday
Bring your wedding slippers
Try them on

I’ve never seen a Subaru packed
Front to back with so much stuff
Just room for a car seat
Next to you

My, what a beautiful child
Won’t you tell me, what’s her name?
She looks just like me