Slick & Delta Queen - Kyle Craft

She’ll be in Denver come the break of dawn

Her calloused heart, her regal charm

Will grace the city in his open arms

And his bed come tonight

But me I’m stranded down on Silver Street

Just throwing bottles at the Delta Queen

She passes slow like your memory

Makes the bend and float out of sight

Austin Texas, mattress on the floor

We’d buy some grass from the kid next door

We bitch of love as if it was a chore

But we made it to ease both our minds

First time I lost you was a mean curveball

Thrown in Las Vegas down a hotel hall

Why we stuck it out then I can’t recall

Seems my honesty’s always on trial

And I never once called you baby

I never once called you anything

I never once called you baby

I always thought you were more to me

I saw him coming with his suit and tie

His hair slicked back looked a lot like mine

But that was years ago and over time

Lost my scissors, my comb and my style

And how he watched us at the table there

As we caught up on our when and wheres

Our escapades, our life-ain't-fairs and how you’ll be leaving with him tonight

And I bet he calls you baby

I never once called you anything

Oh, I bet he calls you baby

I always thought you were more to me

So if I’m breathing on some solid ground

And what went up the river comes back down

Maybe we’ll meet again next time around

And talk of those vagabond times

Keep all your stubbornness and pretty smile

Keep all your dreams about that unborn child

Keep both your feet out the wedding aisle

Now I’ll keep you in the back of my mind