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  F                    C           Bb 
  She made her exit a month ago tomorrow 
   F                          C 
  Called up her mama and asked if she could borrow 
     F              C          Bb 
  Enough money to leave for awhile 
   F                                C 
  Her mama said "You always were impulsive child" 
 
  She bought a ticket at the Greyhound station 
  Said she needed a permanent vacation 
  Ran out of money by santa Fe 
  Hitchhiked the rest of the way 
 
            Bb                   F 
  And she blew into town with a runaway heart 
          Bb                    C 
  Like a Santa Anna blowin' down Ocean Boulevard 
   Bb                       F 
  Everybody said she was a restless one 
          Bb                              F 
  Never knew where she was going but she sure did like to run 
 
  She took a job with a bucket and a wet mop 
  Saved her paychecks and bought an old ragtop 
  She'd crank it up and let her hair down 
  They'd hear her comin' for miles around 
 
  
 
  Last time I saw her she was letting the top down 
  She wouldn't tell me but I think she was South bound 
  She waved goodbye and looked back and smiled 
  And took off after the call of the wild