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Hoping for the Best at the Springwater Supper Club


Lyrics

"Hoping for the Best at the Springwater Supper Club"

So you went back to Texas
You’re probably in Gainesville tonight
Or maybe already in Austin
While I been here drinkin’ since 5
It’s just a few hundred miles
Oh what’s a few hundred miles?

I wish there were highways
To lead me straight to your heart

And I don’t know what happens next
Lord I don’t know just what happens next
I’m just sitting here, smoking
And hoping for the best

And I can’t really call you mine
But there was something there that night
That makes you linger around in my mind
That makes my heart a heavy heart
It’s just a few hundred miles
Oh what’s a few hundred miles?

And I don’t know what happens next
Lord I don’t know what happens next
I’m just sittin’ here hoping for the best
Lightning my nineteenth cigarette
While the lights went on in the park
It gets so beautiful here after dark
With them neon lights and the slow passing cars
Tell me is Texas really all that far?
Oh is Texas really all that far?

And I wish there were highways
To lead me straight to your heart