[00:00.440]She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol
[00:05.702]And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal
[00:11.449]Well she pressed her chest against me
[00:14.684]About the time the juke box broke
[00:17.695]Yeah, she gave me a peck on the back of the neck
[00:23.150]And these are the words she spoke
[00:24.646]Blow up your TV throw away your paper
[00:28.902]Go to the country, build you a home
[00:34.656]Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
[00:40.658]Try an find Jesus on your own
[00:46.886]Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naive
[00:59.139]For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve
[01:04.893]Well, she danced around the bar room and she did the hoochy-coo
[01:10.646]Yeah she sang her song all night long, tellin' me what to do
[01:16.832]Blow up your TV throw away your paper
[01:21.588]Go to the country, build you a home
[01:27.834]Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
[01:33.329]Try an find Jesus on your own
[01:39.579]Well, I was young and hungry and about to leave that place
[01:52.580]When just as I was leavin', well she looked me in the face
[01:57.826]I said "You must know the answer."
[02:00.580]"She said, "No but I'll give it a try."
[02:04.080]And to this very day we've been livin' our way
[02:07.094]And here is the reason why
[02:10.076]We blew up our TV threw away our paper
[02:14.595]Went to the country, built us a home
[02:20.574]Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches
[02:26.841]They all found Jesus on their own