Jayton and Jill

Jayton had a job for seven bucks an hour

At the fillin' station by the water tower

Just checkin' oil and fixin' flats

The kind of kid most folks just looked past

Jill was the local preacher's kid gone wild

Most the time her daddy couldn't stand his own child

He'd quote the scripture with an angry shout

And list her all the reasons the would never turn out

She was drunk one night on the Fourth of July

Parked in a pasture with an out-of-town guy

He got mad when she said no

And he tore her Sunday dress

She was wanderin' alone on a county road

When the lights came over the hill

That was the moment when Jayton met Jill

He said, "Hey, do you need a ride home?"

She said, "Go away, leave me alone"

But he noticed the bruise and the frightened tears

Said, "There ain't no way in Hell I'm leavin' you out here"

It was rainin' a little and fixin' to storm

And his Mustang jacket looked dry and warm

So she let him wrap it round her and she climbed inside

Sayin', "Okay, I guess thanks for the ride"

At an all-night diner, they waited out the storm

Ended up talking right up till dawn

By the time he dropped her off safe at home

Neither one felt so alone

Two lost souls found a connection that's blessin' both of them still

On that night when Jayton met Jill

And what Jayton never told her about that night

Is how he'd taken his dad's old .45

He'd been driving' round thinkin' how no one

Would miss him if he just ended it all

He couldn't see past his own pain

Till he saw a pretty girl walkin' in the rain

Thank God he made it over that hill

That was the moment when Jayton met Jill