Dolly 1969

I got this black and white picture on my wall

Of Dolly Parton standing by a Sedan DeVille

And looks to be in the late sixties

'Cause it's all chrome and fins

And she's all blonde hair and curves and high heels

And spilling out of that Cadillac trunk

There's guitars and drums and mandolins

And Dolly's got one leg up on an old tweed suitcase

And she's staring right in to that camera lens

And every time I look at that picture I think

Oh, I wish I could go back

To be a stowaway

In that long black Cadillac

I want to go where she's going

I want to see what Dolly sees

Try on that Coat of Many Colors

Slap that little witch Jolene

Run down that hillbilly highway

Back when it was two lanes wide

I wish I could hitch a ride

With Dolly 1969

She looks a little weary

Like she might have a gig the night before

And like it's a long way to the next one

In Brownsville or Biloxi or Baltimore

Yeah, but there's no mistaking she's gonna make it

There's fire in those eye shadowed eyes

It's like she knows where she comes from

She knows where she's going

And I don't know if I can keep up but I'd sure like to try

Oh, out of those Appalachian hills

Straight to the top

In a black Sedan DeVille

I want to go where she's going

I want to see what Dolly sees

Try on that Coat of Many Colors

Slap that little witch Jolene

Run down that hillbilly highway

Back when it was two lanes wide

I wish I could hitch a ride

With Dolly 1969

Mmm

Oh, I want to go if she's going

I want to see what Dolly sees

Try on that Coat of Many Colors

Won't you get back Jolene

I want to go where she's going

I wish I could hitch a ride