Eight oclock Friday night and she hasnt called
He hasnt heard from her, at all
She said shed be there at six, but it was raining hard
Then he got the call
Flashing lights, Late at night
He knows something isnt right
He pulls up, a mile from home
Old corvette lays off the road
And he knows
She was heading home from Vegas just to see him one last time
She was racing just to make it before he told her heart goodbye
She was begging not to leave
Said in a mile shed make him see and hed forget everything shed done
Back in Vegas
Been a long hard day, as he wiped his eyes the preacher looked at him and said
I havent seen you before son, did you know her well
The man looks up and says with a sigh
We were young, Fell in love
Had a son and gave him up
We grew up, She ran off
I said Id give him one last chance
I shouldve never let her go
She was heading home from Vegas just to see him one last time
She was racing just to make it before he told her heart goodbye
She was begging not to leave
Said in a mile shed make him see and hed forget everything shed done
Back in Vegas
As an old man now, laying flowers on her grave
He wipes a tear from his eyes and looks up at God and prays
Tell her I love her, tell her Im sorry, tell her, her son says hi
I wouldnt be asking you this if she didnt love me
As she was heading home from Vegas just to see him one last time
She was racing just to make it before he told her heart goodbye
She was begging not to leave
Said in a mile shed make him see and hed forget everything shed done