Texas and Norma Jean

It was a foggy mornin' south of San Jose
 We were sittin' in a crowded coffee shop
 With nothin' left to say
 My cup grew cold and a teardrop rolled
 Down her cheek and I brushed it away
 I remember it all just like yesterday
 And I see it now, I feel it still
 It's a day I can't forget and never will
 And I hear her voice on the winds of Abilene
 She used to call me Texas and I called her Norma Jean
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 Still see her wavin' through the radiator steam
 She was stranded by the roadside on her way to bigger things
 She threw her bags in back, said she liked my hat
 Her name was Marilyn Justine
 I fell into her California dream
 And I see it now, I feel it still
 It's a day I can't forget and never will
 And I hear her voice on the winds of Abilene
 She used to call me Texas and I called her Norma Jean
 Yeah, we took a lotta detours on our winding way out west
 Livin' for the moment, forgettin' all the rest
 The life that she had waitin' and the one I left behind
 And now I'm back here tryin' to sort it out
 One fence post at a time
 In that coffee shop, the road just stopped
 And we faced reality
 The place that she was goin'
 Had no place for me
 And I see it now, I feel it still
 It's a day I can't forget and never will
 And I hear her voice on the winds of Abilene
 She used to call me Texas and I called her Norma Jean
 
 Yeah, I called her Norma Jean