Released: January 25, 2005
Songwriter: Mark Tamburino Kenny Chesney
Producer: Kenny Chesney Buddy Cannon
[Verse 1]
She comes from Boston, works at the jewelry store
Down in the harbor, where the ferries come to shore
She never really knew how good it would feel
To finally find herself in a place, so warm and real
[Chorus]
She wears a Red Sox cap to hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England, is different now and dead
In all the local bars, she flirts and tells the boys
While they're talking, she's from Boston
[Verse 2]
She comes from Boston, talks to her family, now and then
Through e-mails and post-cards, she tries to explain to them
That education and occupation will have to wait for now
She loves the Rosta Reggae rhythms, her dreams have changed somehow
[Chorus]
She wears a Red Sox cap to hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England, is different now and dead
In all the local bars, she flirts and tells the boys
While they're talking, she's from Boston
[Bridge]
Her toes dig deep and deeper in the sand
She's seduced by the sunsets and her new life at hand
[Chorus]
She wears a Red Sox cap to hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England, is different now and dead
In all the local bars, she flirts and tells the boys
While they're talking, she's from Boston
[Bridge]
She wears a Red Sox cap to hide her baby dreads
[Outro]
From Boston
She came to this island from Boston
She comes from Boston, works at the jewelry store
Down in the harbor, where the ferries come to shore
She never really knew how good it would feel
To finally find herself in a place, so warm and real
[Chorus]
She wears a Red Sox cap to hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England, is different now and dead
In all the local bars, she flirts and tells the boys
While they're talking, she's from Boston
[Verse 2]
She comes from Boston, talks to her family, now and then
Through e-mails and post-cards, she tries to explain to them
That education and occupation will have to wait for now
She loves the Rosta Reggae rhythms, her dreams have changed somehow
[Chorus]
She wears a Red Sox cap to hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England, is different now and dead
In all the local bars, she flirts and tells the boys
While they're talking, she's from Boston
[Bridge]
Her toes dig deep and deeper in the sand
She's seduced by the sunsets and her new life at hand
[Chorus]
She wears a Red Sox cap to hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England, is different now and dead
In all the local bars, she flirts and tells the boys
While they're talking, she's from Boston
[Bridge]
She wears a Red Sox cap to hide her baby dreads
[Outro]
From Boston
She came to this island from Boston
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