Seven songs we danced, don't let it all be for nothing
Take me home, and give me something to remember Baltimore
If I get the chance I'll call you from new york city
Cause there ain't no girl as pretty as the girl from baltimore
Babe… I don’t wanna go back to the motel with the band
To stay up with the chamber maids, and talk about travelling plans
My mother didn’t raise me, to let you walk back alone
Yea i know you done about it a hundred times, but baby let me get you home.
I know what you’re thinking but baby it just ain’t true
Most nights I wait out back to bum cigarettes off the crew
Tomorrow morning I’m leaving but I won’t be back till June
So who cares what your friends are thinking, they’ll all forget me soon
And I swear I’m only looking for conversation
no expectations on my mind.
If i thought my heart could find / if i thought my heart could find a way
A way to to leave these wild nights behind / hang up my guitar and walk away.