Halfway To Houston

She was

Halfway to Houston before I saw her note

Make your own damn coffee

Thats all she wrote

Halfway to Houston

She left before dawn

Halfway to Houston

And three quarters gone

She was

Halfway to Houston before she took my call

Picked up, said goodbye, hung up and that was all

Halfway to Houston

She was really mad

Halfway to Houston

And it was lookin' bad

Halfway to Houston

There's not a lot to see

Billboards and lifted Fords

And not a lot of me

She was

Halfway to Houston before she let me speak

Then she drove in silence, for what felt like a week

Halfway to Houston

I could hear the wheels

She was

Halfway to Houston and then she just kept goin

Good luck, she said, the line went dead

And I was on own

Halfway to Houston

And I was history

And ever since that morning

Its just

Folger's Instant

For me