Pensacola Songtext
von Jack Summers

Pack up my bags
Cigarettes and dancing shoes
This ain′t the first time that you made me sing these blues

You were the best thing
I had ever found
But you're better without me around

Just show me the way out of Pensacola
And I promise you won′t hear from me again
I'll be Mixing jack with off brand Coca-Cola
And cutting ties with all our mutual friends

You took me in
And wanted me to change
When I tried baby you just looked the other way


So here we are
A thousand miles from our home
And I know, we're leaving here alone
Just show me the way out of Pensacola
And I promise you won′t hear from me again
I′ll be Mixing jack with off brand Coca-Cola
And cutting ties with all our mutual friends

Let's say goodbye
To what that we once had
Two star crossed lovers made for different paths

This lonesome highway
Will be harder without you
But I know there′s nothing we could do

Just show me the way out of Pensacola
And I promise you won't hear from me again
I′m forgetting all the lies I might've told ya
And cutting ties with all our mutual friends

Just show me the way out of Pensacola
And I promise you won′t hear from me again
I'm forgetting all the lies I might've told ya
And cutting ties with all our mutual friends