Bluebird Cafe Lyrics by John Waite

Bluebird Cafe Lyrics

    Her i.d, says she's 21
    But she's just 17
    Her apron says mary
    But her real name is jean
    She's working cleaning tables off
    At the local dairy queen
    And she's the real thing
    Yeah
    Young hearts can fly restless and wild
    Though it's a thousand days away
    She's got the will and she'll find a way
    To the stage of the bluebird cafe
    To the stage of the bluebird cafe
    She's got her boyfriends name
    Carved in the back of her guitar
    It's a beat up old epiphone
    With painted on stars
    She wears her brother's 501's
    And keeps her tips in a jar
    By a picture of patsy cline
    She's fine
    Young hearts can fly restless and wild
    Though she'll get out of this town someday
    She's got the will and she'll find a way
    To the stage of the bluebird cafe
    Yeah
    To the stage of the bluebird cafe
    She's into country body and soul
    But nobody's future is written in stone
    And to get what she wants
    She's gonna have to walk alone
    And she will
    All the way to nashville
    To nashville
    Yeah yeah
    She comes out of work some nights
    Stops and stares down the road
    Through the heat and the crickets
    And the telegraph poles
    Out in the darkness
    Hank's blue highway calls
    And she just stops and smiles
    Yeah
    Young hearts can fly restless and wild
    Though it's a thousand days away
    She's got the will and she'll find a way yeah
    To the stage of the bluebird cafe
    Yeah
    To the stage of the bluebird cafe
    She's got the will and she'll find a way
    To the stage of the bluebird cafe

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