Greyhound Bound

Please don't be mad at me for calling
I saw this phone and I had to dial
We left so many things unspoken
I thought we could talk for just a while

Now I'm not saying you owe me anything
My memories are my souvenirs
Like all those cherry lipstick love-you-baby's
You scribbled on faded motel mirrors

Now I'm Greyhound bound for anywhere
I told the man the next bus'll do
They're calling the 12:20 for Tupelo
Just one thing before I go, tell me, is he good to you?

I talked it over with Hadley
He's still out there off a Highway 10
If anybody could explain it
I figured good old Hadley can

His wrinkled hands upon the table
He said, "I hate to break the news
But sometimes there ain't no explaining
The things a woman'll put you through"

Now I'm Greyhound bound for anywhere
I told the man, the next bus'll do
They're calling the 12:20 for Tupelo
Just one thing before I go, tell me, is he good to you?

Well, should you ever think of me
I'll let Hadley know where I'm staying
In the meanwhile, I'll get over you
Least that's what I'm praying for

Now I'm Greyhound bound for anywhere
I told the man, the next bus'll do
They're calling the 12:20 for Tupelo
Just one thing before I go, tell me, is he good to you?
Just one thing before I go, tell me, is he good to you?