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