It was on the stretch between Mobile and New Orleans The sun was in my face and I was feelin mean The sign she held in the air just read "Anywhere" Long brown hair and eyes that stare A face that told a story Her head was free she had the world to see She said her name was Glory That's how it was with Glory I didn't see any harm in givin' her a ride I'd been happy for years and I'd never had a thing to hide I told her 'bout the things I like most Some how she ended up close In the mornin' when I woke up I saw her note Held by a flower in the button home of my coat "Friend I hope you can see what love means to me"
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