Hey, Bub

written by Rickie Lee Jones

I would call him, Hey Bub
He had a little place he kept for me
And he would tell me -
He was so in love
He moved us to a home there
A place where he'd take care of me
And I'd always know where he'd be

I don't know, it happened so fast
sometimes all I see is lonely
Oh lonely

He's gone and I don't like to here anymore
And all the places that saw us meet
They're tearing them all down
Oh, there's not much left of our old town

I would call him, Hey Bub
He had a little place he kept for me
And he would answer -

Oh, I miss him