Kenny Chesney - Boston

^GShe comes from ^DBoston ^CWorks at the jewelry sto^Dre ^GDown in the harbor ^{D C}Where the ferries come to sho^Dre She ne^Gver really knew how ^Dgood it would feel To f^Cinally find herself in a ^Dplace so warm and real

She wears a ^GRed Sox cap To hide her ^Dbaby dreads The ^Cgirl she was in New England Is ^Ddifferent now and dead In all the ^Glocal bars She f^Dlirts and tells the boys while they're ta^Clkin' ^DShe's from ^GBoston

^GShe comes from ^DBoston ^CTalks to her family now ^Dand then ^GThrough e-mails and p^Dostcards ^CShe tries to explain to ^Dthem That ^Geducation and occupation will ^Dhave to wait for now She ^Cloves the Rasta, reggae rhythms, her d^Dreams have changed somehow

Her ^Gtoes dig deep and d^Deeper in the sand She's ^Cseduced by the sunsets and her ^Dnew life at hand CHORUS She wears a ^GRed Sox cap To hide her ^Dbaby dreads From ^CBoston ^D She came to this island from ^GBoston