Starkville

If you were here in Starkville Townie boys would love the way you stare If you were here in Starkville Well the local girls they wouldn't have a prayer Well I've spent a reckless night inside the wonder Of your everlasting charm Now I'm haunted by geography and the flora And the fauna of your heart At the dawning of some road worn day I call you on a whim just to say The morning birds are singing But I could not do them justice So I hung up and I fell back to sleep But I'm in love with my mobility Sometimes this life can be a drag Like when I noticed your nobility and how my leaving It only held you back But I remember one occasion When you were drinking And you asked me to the coast But I was hell bent on agony back then And so I missed the boat At the dawning of some road worn day I call you on a whim just to say My regrets become distractions When I can not do them justice Then I hung up and I fell back to sleep When I was down in Starkville I was hiding out inside some comfort inn From a local gang of troubadours When the homecoming queen She come ridin' in yeah Yeah but I slipped out of my room into the rain And I went running for my health I watched those headlights turn to moonlight And finally I was running by myself Now it's the dawning of some road worn day And I call you on a whim just to say The morning birds are singing --- Starkville - Indigo Girls