Flagship - Jason Isbell and The 400 Unit

There’s a few too many years on this hotel

She used to be a beauty you can tell

The lights down in the lobby they don’t shine

They just flicker while the elevator whines

And the couple in the corner of the bar

Have traveled light and clearly traveled far

She’s got nothing left to learn about his heart

They’re sitting there a thousand miles apart

Baby let’s not ever get that way

I’ll say whatever words I need to say

I’ll throw rocks at your window from the street

And we’ll call ourselves the flagship of the fleet

There’s a lady shining shoes up by the door

And cowboy boots for seven dollars more

And I remember how you loved to see them shine

So I run upstairs and get a pair of mine

And there’s a painting on the wall beside the bed

The watercolor sky at Hilton Head

Then I see you in that summer when we met

And that boy you left in tears in his Corvette

Baby let’s not ever get that way

I’ll drive you to the ocean every day

We’ll stay up in the presidential suite

And call ourselves the flagship of the fleet

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

You gotta try to keep yourself naive

In spite of all the evidence believed

And volunteer to lose touch with the world

And focus on one solitary girl

Baby let’s not live to see it fade

I’ll cancel all the plans I’ve ever made

I’ll drive and you can ride in the back seat

We’ll call ourselves the flagship of the fleet

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh