(Layng Martine, Jr.)



You drove up in your pickup truck

That hot September day

Not a wisp of wind in the parking lot

But honey I was blown away



And later on that fall at the Dixie Mall

When I didn't know what to say

I seen hide nor hair of no dynamite

But honey I was blown away



(Chorus)

Big sister said "You'd better watch out"

I slammed the door and said

"You don't know what you're talikng about



Mama said I sang when the telephone rang

And she called out "Honey, it's Ray"

Like a piece of dust on a four lane road

Honey I was blown away



I'm talikng 'bout smithereens

Just you in a pair of jeans

Now I know what crazy means



(Repeat chorus)



Then on a Tuesday night Daddy said

"Some guy's on the porch with a big bouquet"

You stood there with your slicked-back hair

And honey I was blown away



And when we slippe out back

Across the railroad track

And you softly touched my face

Well I never did feel a train go by

But honey I was blown away



No I vever did feel a train go by

But honey I was blown away