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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