Year Two, Week Twenty-Seven: “When the Smoke Settles”

Lyrics:

He was waiting for the waiting for the bus
You hit him with your car
Love stories don’t often
start out that way
But seven years later
and here you two are
Both of you lonesome
and looking to stray

Let’s go to the movies
where nobody sees us
I saved my pennies
to go on a date
But you’re scared to get caught
by your husband or Jesus
So we stay in the backseat
of my old Buick 8

No time’s a good time
to finally retire
To pawn all your rings
and sell all your medals
But if I don’t see you
tonight at the fire
I’ll see you when the smoke settles

When can I see you again
my darlin
When can I put my lips
to your hand
You kissed me and said that
you’re moving to Harlan
To make a new life
with the same old man

No time’s a good time
to finally retire
To pawn all your rings
and sell all your medals
But if I don’t see you
tonight at the fire
I’ll see you when the smoke settles

Would it end the world
if I ask you to stay
Would the mountains crumble
and would the boardwalks sink
Would I make myself
the villain of this play
Don’t know about you
but that’s what I think

No time’s a good time
to finally retire
To pawn all your rings
and sell all your medals
But if I don’t see you
tonight at the fire
I’ll see you when the smoke settles

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