Yolanda Station

Sitting’ on a porch in a lazy town, hoping’ you’d walk by

My mama dubbed me the town Casanova, knowing I was shy

But maybe just once I could dip my nose in a little bit of that soul water

You were drinking down by Yolanda Station when I saw you for the first time

When I saw you for the first time, you were looking for trouble drinking from that bottle of wine

I was driving up to the Meadow club in my old beige Toyota

With an American flag hanging off my tailgate, to remember our fallen heroes

Your long red hair almost blended in with them tall old grove sequoias

Them butterfly wings strummed across my heart strings one time and I was in love,

One time and I was in love, one diamond in the rough