(Karen Taylor-Good/Burton B. Collins). . Through the back window of our '59 wagon. I watched my best friend Jamie slipping further away. I kept on waving till I couldn't see her.
All because of you. All because of. . Something's wrong with me. 'Cause I can't even feel you now. Or know that this is real. . Am I too blind to see.
Through the back window of a '59 wagon. I watched my best friend Jamie slippin' further away. I kept on waving 'till I couldn't see her. And through my tears, I asked again why we couldn't stay.
Through the back window of our '59 wagon. I watched my best friend Jamie slipping further away. I kept on wavin' till I couldn't see her. And through my tears I asked again, "Why we couldn't stay".
Throught the back window of a `59 wagon. I watch my best friend Janey slippin further away. I kept on waving, til I couldn't see her. And through my tears I ask again why we counldn't stay.