Thank y'all for comin' out tonight, this is gonna be our last song.
I wanna thank my buddy Jerrod Niemann for puttin' this out to
The radio a little while back. If you know it, sing a long with us
She was dancing in a sundress under a Carolina sunset
On the last night of Merle Fest
She told me she ain't missed one since the summer she turned eighteen
Hit that road on a gypsy dream
Hitch-hiked a ride in a beat-up van, following her favorite band
And now she's a Bonaroo baby, she's Coachella crazy
She'll be folking out in Newport, you've probably seen her before
Up at Lollapalooza, in the muddy Wakarusa
She'll be at the hangout down in Alabama
Just look for the girl in the blue bandana, whoa, whoa
She had a flower in her hair, a little smoke was in the air
We were chillin' in some lawn chairs saying
We wish we could've seen Woodstock
Told me she was leaving in the morning
Heading down to New Orleans
Said boy, you oughta come along and I know I shoulda gone
With my Bonaroo baby, she's Coachella crazy
She'll be folking out in Newport, you've probably seen her before
Up at Lollapalooza, in the muddy Wakarusa
She'll be at the hangout down in Alabama
Just look for the girl in the blue bandana, whoa, whoa
Several thousand faces in a crowd
And I know she's out there somewhere jamming out
She's my Bonaroo baby, she's Coachella crazy
She'll be folking out in Newport, you've probably seen her before
Up at Lollapalooza, in the muddy Wakarusa
She'll be at the hangout down in Alabama
Just look for the girl in the blue bandana, whoa, whoa
Now I got a beat up van and I'm driving across this land
Looking for a blue bandana