Pocatello

Picked you up in Pocatello

At some truck stop parkin' lot

Out beside that burned up Volvo

With the smokin' engine shot

You just left that Volvo lyin'

You never gave it half a thought

Faithless, fine, and gone

You said you came from Randolph

Up across the Wasatch Range

You kept talkin' clear to Salt Lake

Liked to drove us all insane

But now I'm flyin' down

That four lane highway screamin' out your name

Faithless, fine, and gone

Batten down the hatches

I can hear my grandma say

"Boy you like to play with matches

"Gonna burn yourself someday"

I'm gonna haul on back to Denver

Just as soon as I get through

And I'm burnt down to smolderin' embers

But I guess I can make do

And now I hear some guy that used to manage some band I never heard of

Is trying to manage you

Faithless, fine, and gone

Batten down the hatches

I can hear my grandma say

"Boy you like to play with matches

"Gonna burn yourself someday"

She said, "Boy you like to play with matches

"Gonna burn yourself someday"