Lyrics Bluebird Cafe - John Waite
Her
I.D.,
says
she′s
21
But
she's
just
17
Her
apron
says
Mary
But
her
real
name
is
Jean
She′s
working
cleaning
tables
off
At
the
local
Dairy
Queen
And
she's
the
real
thing
Yeah
Young
hearts
can
fly,
restless
and
wild
Though
it's
a
thousand
days
away
She′s
got
the
will
and
she′ll
find
a
way
To
the
stage
of
the
Bluebird
Cafe
To
the
stage
of
the
Bluebird
Cafe
She's
got
her
boyfriends
name
Carved
in
the
back
of
her
guitar
It′s
a
beat
up
old
Epiphone
With
painted
on
stars
She
wears
her
brother's
501′s
And
keeps
her
tips
in
a
jar
By
a
picture
of
Patsy
Cline
She's
fine
Young
hearts
can
fly,
restless
and
wild
Though
she′ll
get
out
of
this
town
someday
She's
got
the
will
and
she'll
find
a
way
To
the
stage
of
the
Bluebird
Cafe
Yeah,
to
the
stage
of
the
Bluebird
Cafe
She′s
into
country,
body
and
soul
But
nobody′s
future
is
written
in
the
stone
And
to
get
what
she
wants
She's
gonna
have
to
walk
alone
And
she
will
all
the
way
to
Nashville
To
Nashville,
yeah
yeah
She
comes
out
of
work
some
nights
Stops
and
stares
down
the
road
Through
the
heat
and
the
crickets
And
the
telegraph
poles
Out
in
the
darkness
Hank′s
Blue
Highway
calls
And
she
just
stops
and
smiles
Yeah
Young
hearts
can
fly,
restless
and
wild
Though
it's
a
thousand
days
away
She′s
got
the
will
and
she'll
find
a
way,
yeah
To
the
stage
of
the
Bluebird
Cafe
Yeah,
to
the
stage
of
the
Bluebird
Cafe
She′s
got
the
will
and
she'll
find
a
way
To
the
stage
of
the
Bluebird
Cafe
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