Rhode Island

By Pat McGee

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Quinn sits on a bus ride

Wondering how’d this become his life

Miles from his children and even more from his wife

If it was his choice he’d be home by 5

I’m bustin’ out of here

Just feelin’ inside out

I made myself clear

I’m goin' straight to Rhode Island, Rhode Island, dear

Rhode Island, Rhode Island, dear

Pacing around his hotel room for hours it seems

Half empty bottles of red wine’s a common theme

If this wasn’t his life he’d be home by 3

I’m bustin’ out of here

Just feelin’ inside out

I made myself clear

I’m goin' straight to Rhode Island, Rhode Island, dear

Rhode Island, Rhode Island, dear

Quinn caught the red eye home from Pacific to Eastern time

All his loves lie in his Ocean State of mind…

I’m bustin’ out of here

Just feelin’ inside out

I made myself clear

I’m goin' straight to Rhode Island, Rhode Island, dear

Rhode Island, Rhode Island, dear