Amanda Lynn Lyrics

She caught my eye from the pawnshop window

Looked like she was waiting on a friend

To win her heart I had to trade my banjo

She never saw that old pawnshop again

Brought her down to Webster street at midnight

We danced underneath the crescent moon

Found a bottle by a broken street light

Drank our fill and played our favorite tune

Amanda Lynn, she writes her songs with whiskey

Amanda Lynn leaves on the hotel light

Amanda Lynn, she lives a life so risky

I wanna play Amanda Lynn tonight

We went buskin' at the only Greyhound station

Then a man from Texas with a cane

Asked us if we needed a vacation

Then bought us tickets for the Pontachartrain

We stumbled in the Spotted Cat on Frenchman

Lookin' for that Louisiana sound

A second line was marching in the distance

We took the stage and burned that fucker down

Amanda Lynn, she writes her songs with whiskey

Amanda Lynn leaves on the hotel light

Amanda Lynn, she lives a life so risky

I wanna play Amanda Lynn tonight

We got the folks on their feet in Philly

And we left them wanting more in Chicago

By the time we hit Salt Lake City

Me and Mandy called the road our home

Amanda Lynn, she writes her songs with whiskey

Amanda Lynn leaves on the hotel light

Amanda Lynn, she lives a life so risky

I wanna play Amanda Lynn tonight

Amanda Lynn she writes her songs with whiskey

Amanda Lynn leaves on the hotel light (for me)

Amanda Lynn she gets a little frisky

I wanna play Amanda Lynn tonight

I wanna play Amanda Lynn tonight

I'm gonna play Amanda Lynn tonight

Amanda Lynn likes to drink my whiskey

Amanda Lynn, she keeps me up at night

Amanda Lynn, this sure is getting risky

Its just me and a mandolin tonight