Walkaway Joe - Trisha Yearwood/Don Henley

Mama told her baby girl take it real slow

Girl told her momma hey I really gotta go

He's waiting in the car

Mama said girl you won't get far

Thus are the dreams of an average Jane

Ninety miles an hour down a lover's lane

On a tank of dreams

Oh if she could have only seen

That fate's got cards that it don't want to show and

That boy's just a Walkaway Joe

Born to be a leaver

Tell you from the word go

Destined to deceive her

He's the wrong kind of paradise

She's gonna know it in a matter of time

That boy's just a Walkaway Joe

Just a little while into Abilene

He pulls into a station and he robs it clean

She's waitin' in the car

Underneath the Texaco star

She only wanted love

Never bargained for this

She can't help but love him for the way he is

She's only seventeen

And there ain't no reasoning

So she'll ride this ride

As far as it can go 'cause

That boy's just a Walkaway Joe

Born to be a leaver

Tell you from the word go

Destined to deceive her

He's the wrong kind of paradise

She's gonna know it in a matter of time

That boy's just a Walkaway Joe

Somewhere in a roadside motel room

Alone in the silence she wakes up too soon

And reaches for his arms

But she'll just keep reachin' on

For the cold hard truth revealed what it had known

That boy's just a Walkaway Joe

Born to be a leaver

Tell you from the word go

Destined to deceive her

He's the wrong kind of paradise

But it was just another lesson in life

That boy's was a Walkaway Joe

All he was was a Walkaway Joe

Ooh Walkaway Joe

He was a walkaway Joe