[Verse 1]
There's only one payphone in Dime Box, Texas
And It's off on a side road there
When a stranger wearin' dark shades and tears streamin' down his face
Makes a call it's gonna draw some stares
Now there's two kids down the street in a puddle ankle deep
Like maybe somethin' Norman Rockwell planned
When the father sees a man he runs and grabs their muddy hands
Wonder who he thinks I am
[Chorus 1]
Good people of Dime Box I'm no Charles Manson
And I did not come to snatch a child
I just rambled many miles and need to talk to her a while
Find out what this whole thing means
[Verse 2]
Now the dogs across the road are eyein' me but lyin' low
Seem to know I don't wanna cause a fuss
Watch me suffer on the phone makin' puddles of my own
Watch me kick the ground and cuss
[Chorus 2]
Good dogs of Dime Box
Thanks for your understanding
You know I wouldn't hurt a flea
Your good-natured disposition
Your kind-hearted intuition
I wish that you could talk to her for me
[Verse 3]
When a man goes drivin' about he's got some things to figure out
He takes it all out on the blue and white
And he prays to God and Chevy
Lighten up a load that's heavy
And help him understand the how and why
[Chorus 3]
Good sheriff of Dime Box
Thanks for not arresting me
Though I'd understand it if you had
My bizarre appearance and my drunken incoherence
I'm sorry for the tears there on your badge
[Chorus 4]
Good people of Dime Box
I'm no sick killer
And I did not come to rob nor steal
I just had to stop and phone her and see if its still over
Sounds like that's how she really feels (Oh man)
Sounds like that's how she really feels