I ask him what the hell they're saying
A grown man has to carry on
Yeah, I've hardly had a chance to notice
I've been so busy every day
I wish that I'll go out for a whiskey
Just as soon as I can get away
It took a while for me to know it
But when it came, it hit me hard
An d I was back in eighty -seven
The first time I was torn apart
She left me stranded at the fairgrounds
You've got me crying in my kitchen
With two tickets in my hand
I sat a while out on the back porch
Pushed the leaves into a pile
I wandered over to the dive store
Turned over trinkets for a while,
and I smiled at someone I remembered
We ran out of things to say,
It took a while for me to know it
But when it came, it hit me hard
The first time I was torn apart
She left me stranded at the fairgrounds
You've got me crying in my kitchen
With two tickets in my hand
When I got home I found your postcard
It said you both were doing well
An d all at once I heard the echo
She left me stranded at the fairground
You've got me crying in my kitchen
With two tickets in my hand