st. paul

i hit the city, oh, when i was only seventeen, in a beat-up wrangler with a console full of burnt cds, blew out my speakers with the same three wilco tracks, half a tank to get me there, and half to get me back, ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh, i cut my teeth playing sad folk songs on a cheap guitar, for all the counter drunks over at the turf club bar, x's on my hands, but i'd sneak a little booze, from a ponytail bartender with not a lot to lose, ah-ooh, ah-ooh, st. paul, all those nights you made me love you, st. paul, all the trouble we got into, i might run a million miles through a million cities, but there'll never be another one that's ever gonna get me, like st. paul, i cried a little as i watched the frozen mississippi, fade in my rearview as i made my way to music city, thought i mighta lost you a couple u-haul trips ago, then i open up my mouth and hear the minnesota wind blow, ah-ooh, ah-ooh, st. paul, all those nights you made me love you, st. paul, all the trouble we got into, i might run a million miles through a million cities, but there'll never be another one that's ever gonna get me, like st. paul, i ain't gonna lie, sometimes it hurts, you'll always be my first, st. paul, all those nights you made me love you, st. paul, all the trouble we got into, i might run a million miles through a million cities, but there'll never be another one that's ever gonna get me, like st. paul, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh