17 Septembers
Do you remember 17 Septembers ago
Sweat on the backseat, Dylan on the radio
You peeled off your troubles
When you peeled off your old blue jeans
But in the dashlight
She's like an angel fallen to earth
And you convinced yourself she's worth
every risk you took when the cornfields shook
Bye bye baby in the click of hands
Hello yet to be mystery man
one night in a car can change who you are
A boy at the front wheel, 17 Septembers have passed
Popped the clutch with your left heel linking up his
future, your past
And you tell him, your mom and me were bound for
trouble
Wedding bells at the age of 18
But in the dash light,
he looks like an angel fallen to earth
And know you know it could have been worse
Bye bye baby in the click of a hand
Look he's a yet to be mystery man
Who played kick the can with a glass filled with sand.
Bye bye baby, bye bye
