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".