Performed by The Missing Lynx
Well we drove out east one day just to get away from it all
Got lost all along the way but it didn't bother us at all
Zigzaggin' a trip across the route we had planned to take
Digging all of the scenery and the memories it would make
Tunneling into Pittsburgh, warp factor number five
Was like crawling through a hole in the ground and coming out in the sky
By the third or fourth night Shenandoah was in sight
And we camped by the light of a moon that was big and full and bright
Talking all about the girls we had left at home
Dreaming all about another kind who go away to roam
And dreams can come true so it seemed so innocent
When a week of missing turns ended in a tent
So little did we think next day when we took a swim
What we'd find there by the waterfall, young, smart, cute and slim
Three of 'em there, shaped relief, basking in the sun
Wicked Wendy Bell, Desiree and voluptuous Susan
So we asked 'em back to our tent for an afternoon of fun
Talking, laughing, sucking beer playing guitars in the sun
But night was coming on and they said they had to leave
Back to their little tent hidden in the trees
Way out somewhere, no-man's land, just off the Appalachian Trail
But Wendy said "You can follow us," so we drove there right on their tail
And packing down a mile or more dimly through the trees
We saw their little hideaway and were a little more than pleased
Desiree cooked the dinner, Bill and I chopped the wood
Susan rearranged the tent and Wendy just looked good
And after it was all washed down with a big red jug of wine
The forest got so dark and still it just about blew our minds
Then the rain came down and the bears came out or at least that's how it seemed
And the five of us crawled into the tent or was it into a dream
The morning after we kissed goodbye and headed out with a sigh
Them for their boyfriends back at home and us for another ride
Zigzaggin' a trip across the route we had planned to take
And digging all of the scenery and the memories it would make
Flying through the countryside in and out of redneck bars
But most of our time was really spent picking tunes on our guitars
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Tom DeVries ©2006 Purple Heart Songs. All rights reserved.