"Wasco" lyrics - JAIME WYATT

[Intro:]
I'm goin' up to Wasco, Wasco, I say
Goin' up to Wasco come graduation day
Ain't nobody gonna tell me who to love
Ain't nobody gonna tell me who to love
Graduation day

Forty-four hundred, ninety-nine inmates
Only one cowboy's got my heart
Twenty-nine miles just northwest of Bakersfield
If he ain't callin' I know he's on the yard

Well maybe if I'd spent a little more time in highschool
I just might be somebody else's girl
But my daddy left home for Mary Ellen's mama
And we've been scrappin' ever since

[Pre-Chorus:]
You don't have to tell me he can't be saved
Might be an outlaw, but we're ridin' away
Come graduation day

[Chorus:]
And I'm goin' up to Wasco, Wasco, I say
Goin' up to Wasco come graduation day
Ain't nobody gonna tell me who to love
Ain't nobody gonna tell me who to love
Graduation day

[Yodel and Instrumental]

Baby one day's pushin' that blue Impala
And I bet my last dollar my baby's got a plan
And I quit my job down at Lita's bakery
Said, "I can't wear that hat"

[Pre-Chorus:]
You don't have to tell me he can't be saved
I love me an outlaw and we're ridin' away
Graduation day

[Chorus:]
And I'm goin' up to Wasco, Wasco, I say
Goin' up to Wasco come graduation day
Ain't nobody gonna tell me who to love
Ain't nobody gonna tell me who to love
Graduation day

[Yodel and Instrumental]

[Outro:]
Graduation day
Ain't nobody gonna tell me who to love
Oh, my baby
Oh, my baby