Bluebird Café - John Waite

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