Jolene

I only play this bar 'cause i know you'll be here

They don't like me, i can tell

Everyone except the band looks like a rock star

And everyone except for you can go to hell

Jolene, i wish i played the songs that make you dance

Cause i know what you mean when you say

We are never anything but free

Is there room out on that wire for me?

I've seen the suicides you used to hang with

I know the dirty town you're from

And i watched 'em blow away like ash and charcoal

Far below this crazy diamond you've become

You're a stained glass window on a back door screen

You're the things you say and the things you mean

You're a New York doll and a Mississippi queen

And you're each sweet mile between, Jolene