I picked up the telephone on one thousand nine hundred fifty four calls
To tell you I love you
To tell you I'm done today and that I'm making the drive to that town
in Wyoming State
The place where you once told me where my grandfather lay
Over in the fields there
The place where the mine fell through, it was 1903
The dusty road

And your dress flutters down
And his socks slow and sound
You're the one, you're the one, you're the one

Who bakes for the girl guide parades
You're the one who bakes for the boy's baseball games

Let's head over to the old convenience store that has turned into a bar
I'll buy you a drink and
We'll wait till it's closing time
Tired and broken down
We'll head up the old airport way where we used to go
Walk on the runway
Then we'll head back to your house where I'm standing in front
Waiting and waiting

And your dress flutters down
His socks slow and sound
You're the one, you're the one, you're the one

Who bakes for the girl guide parades
You're the one who bakes for the boy's baseball games






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