Joann was is an awkward position Very unmarried and starting to show Joann had wanted to be a beautician She thought it looked like a good time to go
Got on a greyhound to ride up to macon No one is new brunswick would quite understand She wouldn't look at the side of the highway Where written in spray paint said sam loves joann
Joann, joann, how could you leave your man I'm yours forever in big old blue letters It's written in spray paint sam loves joann
Sam's on his way to the state penitentiary He doesn't know he's a father to be Sam only wanted to borrow a chevy But the state locked him up and they threw out the key
Sam hoped to take her away to get married But he never asked her, so much for big plans Now the prison bus takes him on down that same highway Where written in spray paint sam loves joann
Joann, joann, how could you leave your man I'm yours forever in big old blue letters It's written in spray paint sam loves joann
Funny how things from the heat of the moment Like making a baby or getting tattooed Last a lot longer than ever expected Feelings might fade but the facts never do
It's all the same in the small towns and big towns The names might change but across this great land Just take a ride along any old highway It's written in spray paint sam loves joann
Joann, joann, how could you leave your man I'm yours forever in big old blue letters It's written in spray paint sam loves joann
Joann, joann, how could you leave your man I'm yours forever in big old blue letters It's written in spray paint sam loves joann It's written in spray paint sam loves joann It's written in spray paint sam loves joann
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