Kate Jayne: Music
Southern Boys
(Kate Jayne)
I would’ve stopped by
but I felt so goddamn guilty
your room would do that to you
if you knew what I know
instead I spent the day in bed
just me and the tequila
and my unoriginal thoughts
that I’m sure someone’s thought of you before
chorus:
my southern boy gets tired late in the morning
when the heat battles are raging back home
and meanwhile my hand is cold for want of holding
I would’ve come over
cause I like your beltloops
how you never brush your hair
and call me sugar in that louisiana drawl
and I would kick off my cowgirl boots
in my favorite hotel room
and out on the balcony
you could play songs I wish you’d wrote for me
chorus
I wish I’d stopped by
give it one more try as your best girl
we sure would look good together
your dark mouth matching my eyes