Irene (Acoustic)-The Clarks

She came from this place Such a pretty face And she danced to the radio She could sing a song The boys came along She didn't know how to just say no There's gonna be a tall, dark man to wed There's gonna be a cold, hard truth instead She's waving goodbye to seventeen From a long, white limousine Some dreams are in the air some are seen Irene Well she owned this town But couldn't settle down They played her songs on the radio But she partied late And she made them wait It's all there on the video There's gonna be a long bus ride ahead There's gonna be some cold hotel in bed She's waving goodbye to twenty-three From deep inside the machine Some hands are in the dirt some are clean Irene Well she fell so hard And her kids looked on She passed on to the other side It went downhill fast You know nothing lasts I heard her song on a late night drive Shoulda been some bright, blue skies ahead There's gonna be some cold, hard ground instead She's waving goodbye to thirty-three From a long, black limousine Life's just as kind to you as it is mean Irene Irene