Liz Longley - Avery

You got so damn high you left me in Wisconsin
And I was sound asleep as you drove my car away
About a 100 miles south of where we were going
I was stuck in a stale motel just cursing your name

Oh Avery, have you gone mad after all these miles of memories?
Avery, you said you'd roam but you never said you wouldn't take me
What about Alabama? What about Tennessee?
What a friend you turned out to be, Avery

Last I heard you sold my beat up Chevy
Oh but you never spared a dime to give me a call
Are you hitchin' rides on highways, railways, everyday?
Trying to break free from the weight of yesterdays?
Getting lost in drugs and alcohol?

Are you howling at the moon in Montana?
Burnt by the sun in Santa Fe?
Oh wherever you go, you never go to stay