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She Stayed in Jackson County - The King's Blues Club
She didn't marry that banker from Boston
Turned down a lawyer from Tennessee
Never packed her bags for San Francisco
Said this small town's good enough for me
She worked the counter at the truck stop diner
Same booth, same coffee, same old view
While her friends all chased their fortune elsewhere
She stayed put like morning dew
Her cousin wrote from sunny Phoenix
Girl, you're wasting all your pretty years
Out here the money flows like water
Nobody's crying in their beers
They got casinos and air conditioning
Palm trees swaying in the breeze
But she just smiled and told him gently
I got all I need in this small town peace
She stayed in
Jackson County
When the mill shut down in '79
Some folks say she's crazy
But she's keeping something alive
She stayed in
Jackson County
Through every broken dream
While the whole world chased tomorrow
She held on to what she'd seen
She had a man played honky-tonk piano
Every Friday at the Kingston's lounge
Folks said he had that Nashville magic
Could have been the talk of music town
He'd roll in late with whiskey kisses
Three nights a month if she was blessed
Morning came, he'd catch the Greyhound
Chasing stages further west
He called her baby, she called him honey
Maybe they thought love was what they had
He talked about recording contracts
How this town was killing him so bad
She'd wait up late beside the window
Ironing shirts for when he'd come
But mostly she just waited lonely
For a man who marched to different drums
Spring of '82 she felt it changing
Something growing where her heart should be
Doctor said eight months till you're a mama
She thought, maybe now it'd finally see
But when she told him at the depot
He just lit another Lucky Strike
Said,"Baby, Memphis just called me
This could be my biggest break tonight"
That was 30 years ago last April
He made it big or so they say
Saw his picture in a Nashville paper
Local boy who got away
Playing backup for the superstars
Living that highway fantasy
While she raised that boy in Jackson County
On tips and commodity
Neighbors whispered at the church on Sunday
That's what happens when you love those music men
They take your youth like it's a song they're stealing
Play it once and never play again
But she just held her boy's hand tighter
Taught him right from wrong and how to pray
Some women run, some women follow
Some women simply stay
You ask me how I know this story
Friend, I made it up one sleepless night
Just a lonesome blues in a minor
About the ones who never catch that flight
About the ones who keep the home fires burning
While the restless hearts all roam
Sometimes staying is its own adventure
Sometimes nowhere is your home
She stayed in
Jackson County
By the truck stop neon sign
Some folks
Chase the lightning
Some folks just hold the line
She stayed in
Jackson County
But she stayed in Jackson County
