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Lyricist: Pam Tillis
Lyrics:
(Layng Martine, Jr.)
You drove up in your pickup truck That hot September day Not a wisp of wind in the parking lot But honey I was blown away
And later on that fall at the Dixie Mall When I didn't know what to say I seen hide nor hair of no dynamite But honey I was blown away
(Chorus) Big sister said 'You'd better watch out' I slammed the door and said 'You don't know what you're talikng about
Mama said I sang when the telephone rang And she called out 'Honey, it's Ray' Like a piece of dust on a four lane road Honey I was blown away
I'm talikng 'bout smithereens Just you in a pair of jeans Now I know what crazy means
(Repeat chorus)
Then on a Tuesday night Daddy said 'Some guy's on the porch with a big bouquet' You stood there with your slicked-back hair And honey I was blown away
And when we slippe out back Across the railroad track And you softly touched my face Well I never did feel a train go by But honey I was blown away
No I vever did feel a train go by But honey I was blown away
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