Picture of My Dress (The Jordan Lake Sessions Volume 3)

Here at a truck stop in New Mexico, just before dawn

Somebody's grandma behind the wheel of a big rig

Pulling in with her headlights on

We smoke a cigarette as the sunrise runs riot

Someone's got to break the quiet

And she says, "What are you doing here, anyway?"

And I smile and say, "You'd never guess"

She holds it up for me by its skinny white shoulder straps

While I, I take a picture of my dress

I take a picture of my dress

I'm in the bathroom of a Dallas, Texas Burger King

And Mr. Steven Tyler is on the overhead speaker

And he doesn't wannna miss a thing

Back there at the counter

Blending in with the lunchtime crowd

Trying not to laugh out loud

I eat half my Crispy Chicken Club sandwich

I get extra mayonnaise, it's a mess

I take the other half back to the parking lot with me

Pop the trunk, and take a picture of my dress

I take a picture of my dress

It still looks good

I only wore it once

Nine years ago

Nine years, and seven months

It may be a long while

Before the highway relents and finally set me free

I'm gonna have to chase down the remnants

Of something special that you stole from me

It may be hiding in the sunset

Or in distant corners of the dawn

Or maybe it's gone

But I say some prayers above the engine

I bless everything there is to bless

Run out of gas in the middle of nowhere anyway

And then I stand there by the roadside, smiling

And take a picture of my dress

I take a picture of my dress

I take a picture of my dress