You left your heart in jackson, a woman and son
And headed to tennessee through 61
With a pack of cigarrets and jamaican rum
The only thing you said was "see you soon"

Driving through the plains you finally feel released
Back from where you came
You left your crazy patterns drawn on my sheets
Before you jump with tom from the oxford bridge

A legend says you were whistling north country blues
The only thing that was found was your spanish boots
Sailing in the sea, you finally feel released
You may return someday as a summer breeze