Austin

She left without leaving a number

Said she needed to clear her mind

He figured she'd gone back

to Austin

'Cause she talked about it

all the time

It was almost a year

Before she called him up

Three rings and

an answering machine

Is what she got

If you're calling 'bout the car,

I sold it

If this is Tuesday night, I'm bowling

If you got something to sell

You're wasting your time

I'm not buying

If it's anybody else

Wait for the tone

You know what to do

And P.S if this is Austin

I still love you

The telephone fell to the counter

She heard but she couldn't believe

What kind of man

would hang on that long

What kind of love that must be

She waited three days

And then she tried again

She didn't know what she'd say

But she heard three rings and then

If its friday night,

Im at the ball game

And first thing Saturday

If it don't rain

Im headed up to the lake

And I'll be gone all weekend long

But I'll call you back

When I get home

On Sunday afternoon

And P.S. if this is Austin

I still love you

This time she left her number

But not another word

Then she waited by the phone

On Sunday evening

And this is what he heard

If you're calling about my heart

It's still yours

I shoulda listened to it a little more

Then it wouldn't have

Taken me so long

To know where i belong

And by the way boy this is no machine you've talking to

Can't you tell this is Austin

And I still love you