Katie was a sadie from north indiana
I met her down in panama
She was standing on the corner, limin' her corona
Bluest eyes I ever saw
I was cruisin' down the street, she was wavin' at me
So I pulled over to the side of the road
Rolled down my window, and gave her a grin
Said "girl, where you wanna go? "

She said, "take me to a spot down by the pier
I hear you could see mexico from there
There's gotta be more down here I haven't seen. "
And I said, "if you're feeling kinda crazy
And you wanna get away
And some lovin's what you need, girl
Climb on up, into my truck
You're comin' home with me. "

We spent the next couple days, playin' in the waves
Under that florida sun
Sure it was just spring break, but I couldn't shake
Feelin' like she was the one
I had her sayin' "ya'll", I was rubbin' off
She couldn't get enough of the way I talked
It wasn't long, before she said

"take me to a spot in a little town
Where a pick-up truck is how you get around
That's sure something I'd like to see. "
And I said, "if you're feeling kinda crazy
And you wanna get away
And some country's what you need, girl
Change your flight
You're comin' home with me. "

Now we moved here and settled down
And my pick-up truck is how we get around
There ain't a star in the sky that we ain't seen
And when we're feeling kinda crazy
And we wanna get away
We cruise down to the beach
And we talk about the day that everything changed
When she came home with me
Yeah, when she came home with me

Katie was a sadie from north indiana
Thank god for panama