Lyrics Boston - Live - Kenny Chesney
She
comes
from
Boston
Works
at
the
jewelry
store
Down
in
the
harbor
Where
the
ferries
come
to
shore
She
never
really
knew
how
good
it
would
feel
To
finally
find
herself
in
a
place
so
warm
and
real
She
wears
a
Red
Sox
cap
To
hide
her
baby
dreads
The
girl
she
was
in
New
England
Is
different
now
and
dead
In
all
the
local
bars
She
flirts
and
tells
the
boys
while
they're
talkin'
She's
from
Boston
She
comes
from
Boston
Talks
to
her
family
now
and
then
Through
e-mails
and
postcards
She
tries
to
explain
to
them
That
education
and
occupation
will
have
to
wait
for
now
She
loves
the
Rasta,
reggae
rhythms,
her
dreams
have
changed
somehow
She
wears
a
Red
Sox
cap
To
hide
her
baby
dreads
The
girl
she
was
in
New
England
Is
different
now
and
dead
In
all
the
local
bars
She
flirts
and
tells
the
boys
while
they're
talkin'
She's
from
Boston
Her
toes
dig
deep
and
deeper
in
the
sand
She's
seduced
by
the
sunsets
and
her
new
life
at
hand
She
wears
a
Red
Sox
cap
To
hide
her
baby
dreads
The
girl
she
was
in
New
England
Is
different
now
and
dead
In
all
the
local
bars
She
flirts
and
tells
the
boys
while
they're
talkin'
She's
from
Boston
She
wears
a
Red
Sox
cap
To
hide
her
baby
dreads
From
Boston
She
came
to
this
island
from
Boston
1 Guitars and Tiki Bars (Live)
2 Soul of a Sailor (Live)
3 Got a Little Crazy (Live)
4 Boston - Live
5 That Lucky Old Sun (Just Rolls Around Heaven All Day) [With Willie Nelson]
6 That Lucky Old Sun
7 Nowhere to Go, Nowhere to Be
8 Key's in the Conch Shell
9 The Life
10 Ten With a Two
11 Spirit of a Storm
12 Down the Road
13 Everybody Wants to Go to Heaven
14 Everybody Wants to Go to Heaven
15 Boats
16 Way Down Here
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