little hitchhicker

Grace Potter And The Nocturnals

She was on her way to find her mama
Everything she owned in a red suitcase
She followed the road along the river
And she sang to herself when it turned late

Ooh, little hitchhiker
Ooh, you re on your way
Ooh, little hitchhiker
You re gonna find what you re lookin for someday

She awoke in a field full of flowers
Near the bend in the old highway
Held her thumb out for hour and hours
But the cars just passed by her day after day

Ooh, little hitchhik?r
Ooh, you re on your way
Ooh, little hitchhiker
You r? gonna find what you re lookin for someday

I remember the night I came upon her
I pulled over, she flashed a sweet smile
And her story sounded strangely familiar
I had that same red suitcase as a child

Singin ooh, little hitchhiker
Ooh, you re on your way
Ooh, little hitchhiker
You re gonna find what you re lookin for someday, yeah

They found a red bag floating in the river
And a rag doll washed up on the banks
It s been thirty years and they never found her
Legend goes she still roams these old highways
I guess sometimes Mother Road can t keep you safe