The Song is Austin, sung by Blake Shelton
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He left with just a bag, filled with his clothes and a book in hand. All that he needed in order to figure out his life. He did not say goodbye and since he did not know for sure where he was going he could not leave any information of how she could contact him. He needed to sort out his mess of a life. He knew that the rebellious attitude would get him no where, and the one good thing in his life had just gotten off the bus.
She knew something was wrong but did not know that it was that bad. She figured he went to LA, since that was where Luke said his dad was. But she was unsure. He never talked much, unless it dealt with books, and not very many books revolved around LA.
He had been gone for almost a year. She would be finishing her first year at Yale, while he received his GEED and started a few community college classes. He thought of her often, and would read all her articles in the Yale paper, which he read on-line at the library. He missed the conversations and banter they shared, but he held back on calling her for fear of hurting her more. But he soon got the courage after reading a book, he knew she would enjoy.
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She left without leavin' 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
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He waited on the line holding his breath, while the phone rang three times, and then he heard a clink and a singsong voice saying:
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He was shocked and dropped the payphone down. He didn’t think that she actually loved him. They could have shared a great love if he would have lost some of his attitude, showed her how he really cared more, and did not leave so suddenly. But she said still love him. That means she loved him then, and loves him now. She the most beautiful women that he has ever met, and she held on to the love she had for him, when she could have shared her life and heart with a number of other men. He finally hung up the phone, knowing he could not respond to the message that was left for him.
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After three days of thinking about the answering machine message, he finally made a decision to call her back. Once again he held his breath as the answering machine clicked on after three rings. Once again her singsong voice was heard saying:
Hey this is Lommpa (No I’m Lommpa. Mommmm!!). Anyway, if it’s Friday night,
I’m at my Grandparent’s house for dinner. And first thing Saturday, if it doesn’t rain,
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He took another deep breath, and left a simple message of just his number, or rather the payphone number he was calling from. And then he spent the next few days wondering if she would call him back, and if she did what would he say. To be sure not to miss her call he waited by the phone all of Sunday. And when the phone rang he knew exactly how to tell her how he felt.
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If you are calling to ask about my heart it is still yours. I should have listen to you
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They talked for over an hour about main of the different things happening in their lives. He told her how sorry he was for leaving like he did, and she forgave him. When he realized it was getting late, he started leading the conversation to a goodbye, and she whispered, “I still love you.” He smiled and replied, “And I still love you, that’s why I will be going home as soon as I can.”
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band auditions, the position is filled. If it is Tuesday I’m at the Town Meeting. If you’ve
are trying to sell me something, I’ll give your number to my mother, but don’t ask me. If
this is anyone else, wait for the complete melody, you know what to do. And P.S. if this is
LA, I still love you.
If you're callin' 'bout the car I sold it
If this is Tuesday night I'm bowling
If you've got somethin' to sell, you're wastin' your time, I'm not
buyin'
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
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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
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I’m going to New York City, and I’ll be gone all weekend long, but don’t worry unlike
someone I know (Don’t look at me like that, I’m still the one the brought you into this
world!), I will call you back when I get home Sunday afternoon. And P.S. if this is LA,
I still love you.
If it's Friday night I'm at the ballgame
And first thing Saturday, if it don't rain
I'm headed out 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
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Well, this time she left her number
But not another word
Then she waited by the phone on Sunday evenin'
And this is what he heard
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more about everything. Cause if I did I would have realized that I should have stayed
where I belong. And by the way, girl, this is not a machine you are talking to, it is me,
Jess, and I still love you.
If you're callin' 'bout my heart
It's still yours
I should've 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're talkin' to
Can't you tell, this is Austin, and I still love you
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I still love you
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