Fee Brown

Lyrics

24 Hours
Started out in sunshine
With fresh coffee brewing
She hung the clothes on the line
Sun streaked through
A cigarette burn
On Bobby's new t-shirt
She wished that he'd learn
And she'd pleaded so many times
She'd said "Bobby,
When are you gonna step in line?"

Everything lay as it was the night before
There was no jacket on the hook
No boots upon the floor
She'd slipped him a hundred dollars
And a look that said much more
She knew Bobby had no plans for coming home

The road rushed beneath him
Where'd he gone wrong
He tuned in the station
To a Hank Williams song
His father'd be angry
If he knew what he'd done
And him Mamma'd by crying
He was a penitent son
As he drove the lost highway
He swore "Pappa, This is gonna
End today"

She was clearing the dishes
When the front doorbell rung
And her heart fell straight to her gut
Cause she knew why they'd come
With his hat to his chest
And his head lowly hung
The policeman said "Sorry,
There was nothing could be done"
Bobby drove the lost highway
For the very last time
Today

Everything lay as it was the night before
There was no jacket on the hook
And no boots upon the floor
In just 24 hours
She'd lost all that she adored
Bobby was never coming home
Her son he was never coming home