Claire Heywood - Old Soul's Motel Lyrics

So it goes, I did it to myself
I was on my way to some motel
When I saw a woman, thumb out roadside
I had to ask her, she had these breezy eyes

She said, I know the place you're looking for
You can't just go there, it's truck-stop folklore
I dropped her close to town, she said you'll get there fine
She drew me out the route, said baby take your time

So it goes, you did it to yourself
There's one vacant room at Old Soul's Motel
And everyone out there knows how to tend to herself
Everyone out there knows how to tend to herself

That county road off 392
Don't miss the turn now you'll come up to a boot
It's overturned on the fencepost, go on and make your right
Old souls are waiting to shine you up all bright

So it goes, I did it to myself
There's one vacant room at Old Soul's Motel
And everyone out there knows how to tend to herself
Everyone out there knows how to tend to herself

I pulled up as the sun sank beneath the pines
Old woman waiting, those knowing eyes
Go on and let your body rest, she said
Baby take your time, baby take your time

So it goes, I did it to myself
There's one vacant room at Old Soul's Motel
And everyone out there knows how to tend to herself

Everyone out there knows how to tend to herself
How to tend to herself
How to tend to herself