Boy From Charlevoix Songtext
von Kate Rhudy

Boy from Charlevoix
Turn up your rock ′n' roll noise
′Cause I was the least remarkable part of your story
Borderline boring
You had me sold, but another had a hold on me

Boy from Charlevoix


You came to the Blue Ridge from Panama West
I was long haired and lovely, I liked the way you dressed
You had bolo ties and the color of my eyes
And you came as quite the surprise
You were walking the line at the end of a tale
Of a dog with a bone, getting used to being alone
You had walking shoes and plenty of booze to go around
Nothing to lose, no high water for me to drown

It was plain to see you had good taste
From the gals that you kissed to the minutes that didn't go to waste
You were vinyl, cigarettes and tunes
You were staring at the moon, but I was looking at you

Boy from Charlevoix
Turn up your rock 'n′ roll noise
′Cause I was the least remarkable part of your story
Borderline boring
You had me sold, but another had a hold on me

Boy from Charlevoix
You had me sold, but another had a hold on me