It was a foggy mornin' south of San Jose
We were sittin' in a crowded coffee shop, with nothin' left to say
My cup grew cold and a teardrop rolled
Down her cheek and I brushed it away
I remember it all just like yesterdayAnd I see it now, I feel it still
It's a day I can't forget and never will
And I hear her voice on the winds of Abilene
She used to call me Texas and I called her Norma JeanStill see her wavin' through the radiator steam
She was stranded by the roadside on her way to bigger things
She threw her bags in back, said she liked my hat
Her name was Marilyn Justine
I fell into her California dreamAnd I see it now, I feel it still
It's a day I can't forget and never will
And I hear her voice on the winds of Abilene
She used to call me Texas and I called her Norma JeanYeah we took a lotta detours on our winding way out west
Livin' for the moment, forgettin' all the rest
The life that she had waitin' and the one I left behind
And now I'm back here tryin' to sort it out
One fence post at a timeIn that coffee shop, the road just stopped
And we faced reality
The place that she was goin' had no place for meAnd I see it now, I feel it still
It's a day I can't forget and never will
And I hear her voice on the winds of Abilene
She used to call me Texas and I called her Norma JeanYeah I called her Norma Jean