by Nanci Griffith
My daddy sent me on to Baton Rouge in 1969
He said our love was like a forest fire and he'd end it with a mind
So you rode with us to Temple, Texas where I did catch the train
And I remember waving back at you from a silted window pane
Chorus:
And I said fare thee well true love of mine
And I said fare thee well sweet lips of wine
And you said fare thee well my texas rose
And then you blew a kiss of innocence as the trains began to roll
So long ago
You'd gone off to fight the war when I returned from school
And I traded in my innocence when the springtime came in bloom
And I married for my family; one night I dreamed of you
And you were running from me in the rain down on Congress Avenue
Now I saw you once in a crowded bar and it was Christmas time
I was frightened by the thunder of our hearts in '69
Because I live my life in whispers now and I choose to live alone
So I slipped back to the avenue and flipped my collar to the cold
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