When you go out on the road
I know half of the story
Hey little Missy
Don’t think we won’t miss you
When you go out on the road
Oh, don’t you think we won’t be praying for you
Oh, we can’t do nothing but adore you
Oh, don’t you think we won’t be praying for you
When you go out on the road
Well, I heard you’re going up in California
I know half of the story
When you go out on the road
Has never been told