Soul Searchin’ Rodney Crowell

The last time I saw Jesse
The moon was a-hangin' low
And she was standin' on the front porch
With her hair tied in a bow

The sweetest sound I've ever heard
It's just there when she talks
I'm gonna pack my bag and hit the drag
Even if I have to walk

The last time I saw Jesse
The moon was a-shinin' hot
And she was standin' in her house shoes
With her hair tied in a knot

The sweetest thing I've ever known
It's Jesse's southern drawl
I'm gonna grab my gear, get on out of here
Even if I have to crawl

I'm goin' soul searchin'
I'm lookin' for the love I knew
Soul searchin'
I don't care what I have to do

I'm gonna take my knocks and let it rock
I'm gonna pay my toll and let it roll
I'm goin' soul searchin'