Drive-By Truckers – Pulaski (Guitar)

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She was fresh out of college

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The first one in her family to go

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and California seemed like heaven,

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Pulaski, Tennessee was her home

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She worked on losing her southern accent

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and turned her back on her Baptist ways

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She bought some clothes that barely

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covered her fair skinned body,

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Went to Nashville and caught a plane

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Well the clouds rushed beneath her 

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as the LA smog filled the air

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And she smiled when the airlock opened

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The Pacific breeze blew through her hair

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She thought about the boys from Alabama

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Who came into town every Friday night

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and drank beer out of big glass quart bottles

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and left their trail of blood and tears behind

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She thought the men in California would be different

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She'd grown up watching them on her TV

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But the men she came to know in California

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Left her longing for Pulaski, Tennessee

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Good ideas always start with a full glass

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and just breathing here can make a girl's nose bleed

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Dreams here live and die just like a stray dog on a 

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dirt road somewhere in Tennessee

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The storefronts all filled up with eyeballs

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As the policemen clear out the street

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For a line of cars with their headlights burning

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Driving slow through Pulaski, Tennessee