Jenny Lyrics - Singles - Steve Taylor

On a Saturday night, all the girls run free 

Singing, "Bury me not on the lone Prairie" 

But where do you go when you finish broken-hearted? 

Back to the dust, where you started 

Jenny cut her teeth in a midwest shack 

As a shantytown girl, on the wrong end of the tracks 

Her mama taught her everything she'd need to get along 

And her Sunday School teacher taught her right and wrong 

Raised to be respectable but born to be poor 

It was all she'd ever known but she figured there was more 

When she came of age, Jenny made herself a vow 

"I'm gonna get out and I don't care how" 

It appeared every Autumn on the courthouse lawn 

And the leaves never fell 'til the carnival was gone 

Michael was a barker for an arcade ride 

With a smooth-talk tongue and a wandering eye 

"Get your tickets here for the Halls O'Mirrors maze 

If you can't get out, I know a couple ways" 

He caught Jenny's eye but her thoughts looked down 

All she wanted was a ticket going out of that town 

How, how I wanna bury you 

How, bury you and run away, done away 

How, how I wanna bury your memory 

Why don't you let me be? 

Michael stole a kiss, then he whispered at last 

"You're a little old-fashioned, so forget about your past 

These Bible belt folks think living is a sin 

So they all start dying from the day they're born again" 

And there atop the Ferris wheel, the colors were a blur 

The morning, said he loved her but she wasn't really sure 

He made her promise not to leave until he came to get her 

She promised him but she should have known better 

She cried, she cried 

How, how I wanna bury you 

How, bury you and run away, done away 

How, how I wanna bury your memory 

Why don't you let me be? 

On a train, stowaway 

Jesus loves you still and your mama wants you home 

But oh, bridges burn 

When you carry your shame and you think you can't return 

How, how I wanna bury you 

How, bury you and run away, done away 

How, how I wanna bury your memory 

When they finally found her body on a cold dog day 

It was in a cattle car, buried in the hay 

A note in the pocket of her calico dress 

Said, "I'm guilty as sin but I can't confess 

Once you know the truth, you can hide it on a shelf 

But unless you bring it down, you can't live with yourself 

In her right hand, Jenny held the Bible of her mother 

Jenny had a pistol in the other 

On a Saturday night, all the girls run free 

Singing, "Bury me not on the lone Prairie" 

But where do you go when you finish broken-hearted? 

Back to the dust where you started