Rode around Tennessee
Till they stole my car
Hoping for a chance to meet
Alligator girl
The electric guitar
I jumped in the river
Swam to the bar
Hoping to be delivered
Wake from clap of thunder
Pull the covers from my face
Lift my head off of the pillow
Check the darkness
Just in case, she waits
I thought I saw her at a bus stop praying
On a busted tv screen
Thought I heard her inside an old
Church playing Mr. Pitiful, Goodnight Irene
Later on in my hotel
Staring up at stucco stars
Humming a sweet song
I wrote for thee
Alligator girl, the electric guitar
Wake from clap of thunder
Pull the covers from my face
Lift my head off of the pillow
Check the darkness
Just in case, she waits
She waits
She waits
