John Waite - Bluebird Cafe Lyrics

Her i.d, says she’s 21 But she’s just 17 Her apron says mary But her real name is jean She’s working cleaning tables off At the local dairy queen And she’s the real thing Yeah Young hearts can fly restless and wild Though it’s a thousand days away She’s got the will and she’ll find a way To the stage of the bluebird cafe To the stage of the bluebird cafe She’s got her boyfriends name Carved in the back of her guitar It’s a beat up old epiphone With painted on stars She wears her brother’s 501’s And keeps her tips in a jar By a picture of patsy cline She’s fine Young hearts can fly restless and wild Though she’ll get out of this town someday She’s got the will and she’ll find a way To the stage of the bluebird cafe Yeah To the stage of the bluebird cafe She’s into country body and soul But nobody’s future is written in stone And to get what she wants She’s gonna have to walk alone And she will All the way to nashville To nashville Yeah yeah She comes out of work some nights Stops and stares down the road Through the heat and the crickets And the telegraph poles Out in the darkness Hank’s blue highway calls And she just stops and smiles Yeah Young hearts can fly restless and wild Though it’s a thousand days away She’s got the will and she’ll find a way yeah To the stage of the bluebird cafe Yeah To the stage of the bluebird cafe She’s got the will and she’ll find a way To the stage of the bluebird cafe John Waite Lyrics Bluebird Cafe Lyrics