Hey, Danny-boy, I was thinking of our crew But thinking just makes me sad, and that’s why I write to you How do you do? There’s been years between us
Didn’t we have big ideas when our school was done? We’d leave our smaller minds and move out to Oregon But I was the only one Who went the road less taken…
I met a girl and I swept her off her feet Made her promises I never meant to keep There’s a mean streak in me Inside a storm was raging
She had a form like no other girl in town We had a baby boy, but I couldn’t stick around I couldn’t be tied down That’s just the way I was thinking Those days are gone and my heart is aching
Thought I deserved so much more than work could pay I drove containers to BC from Monterrey It was a long way On pins and needles
She wrote me letters, but I never opened one She met some other man and gave his name to my son I guess the damage is done And there’s no way I can fake it Those days are gone and my heart is breaking
Always thought my heart to be a dark horse Laying low ‘til race day came along Lately my heart’s feeling like a dart board And that’s not something I had planned at all
Danny, there’s no limit to the steps I could retrace But I’ve got a job cooking eggs at my friend’s place It’s no disgrace To make an honest living
And if it makes you blue, I hope I did not dwell And if this gets to you, I hope it finds you well There’s not much else Out here it’s been raining Those days are here, and my heart is waiting