St. Paul

I hit the city oh, when I was only 17

In a beat up Wrangler with a console full of burnt CD's

Blew out my speakers with the three same Wilco tracks

Half a tank to get me there and half a tank to get me back

Ah-ooh, ah-ooh

Ah-ooh, ah-ooh

I cut my teeth playing sad folk songs on a cheap guitar

For all the kind of drunks who were at the Turf Club bar

X's on my hands but I'd sneak a little booze

Pony-tail bartender with not a lot to lose

Ah-ooh, ah-ooh

St. Paul

All those nights made me know you

St. Paul

All the trouble we got into

I might run a million miles

Through a million cities

But there'll never be another one

That's ever gonna get me like

St. Paul

I cried a little as I watched the frozen Mississippi

Fade in our rearview as I made my way to music city

Thought I mighta lost you a couple of U-Haul trips ago

Then I opened up my mouth and hear the Minnesota wind blow

Ah-ooh, ah-ooh

St. Paul

All those nights made me know you

St. Paul

All the trouble we got into

I might run a million miles

Through a million cities

But there'll never be another one

That's ever gonna get me like

St. Paul

I ain't gonna lie, sometimes it hurts

You're always be my first

St. Paul

All those nights made me know you

St. Paul

All the trouble we got into

I might run a million miles

Through a million cities

But there'll never be another one

That's ever gonna get me like

St. Paul