Just Passin' Through

Neon buzzin' like a summer fly. Bar stools creak as the night rolls by.

A jukebox moans an old heartache tune. There she stood, like a

harvest moon. Boots on the floor, whiskey in my hand.

I swear the world stopped right where I stand. She was just passin' through.

A wildflower in bloom. Lit up the whole damn room. A city light

in a country dive. She smiled once the night came alive.

She's gone, but I'm still feelin' blue. For the girl just passin' through.

She said, "I'm bound for a life on the road." Voice is soft