Beth DeSombre: Music
How I Got To Jackson
(Beth DeSombre)
How I Got To Jackson
I shut the window and I closed the door
Threw out the key; I won't need it no more
Thumbed a ride at the corner store
That's how I got to Jackson
At the station I hopped the first train
Overnight to Memphis, I got off in the rain
Keep on moving to outrun the shame
That's how I got to Jackson
Nobody knows me here
Ain't no way to find me
It's the best chance that I have
To leave the pain behind
Where to head to, I didn't know
Bought a ticket as far as my money would go
On the greyhound, riding slow
That's how I got to Jackson
I did what I could to get by
Find a way out from under secrets and lies
Couldn't wait to say goodbye
That's how I got to Jackson
Nobody knows me here
Ain't no way to find me
It's the best chance that I have
To leave the pain behind
It began in the heat of July
He wouldn't stop, and I didn't know why
A fist, a strike, a stifled cry
That's how I got to Jackson
People around me but no one could see
After months of trying I finally broke free
No one to take care of me
That's how I got to Jackson
Nobody knows me here
Ain't no way to find me
It's the best chance that I have
To leave the pain behind
© Beth DeSombre Music