| Hey Joni, put it all behind you |
| Hey Joni, now I put it all behind me too |
| These times can’t add up, your life’s such a mess |
| Forget the past and just say yes |
| Tell me Joni, am I the one |
| To see you through? |
| In this broken town can you still jack in |
| And know what to do? |
| I remember our youth, our high ideals |
| I remember you were so uptight |
| That time in the trees, we broke that vice |
| We took some steps and now we can’t think twice |
| Tell me Joni, am I right by you? |
| Tell me, how you’re gonna lose this hard luck? |
| Hey Joni, when will all these dreams come true? |
| You’d better find a way to climb down off that truck |
| Shots ring out from the center of an empty field |
| Joni’s in the tall grass |
| She’s a beautiful mental jukebox, a sailboat explosion |
| A snap of electric whipcrack |
| She’s not thinking about the future |
| She’s not spinning her wheels |
| She doesn’t think at all about the past |
| She’s thinking long and hard about that wild sound |
| And wondering will it last? |
| Kick it |
| Hey Joni, put it all behind you |
| There’s something turning, it’s turning right to you |
| My head burns but I know you’ll speak the truth, hey |
| Hey Joni, put it all behind you |
| Hey Joni, now I’ve put it all behind me too |
| Forget the future |
| These times are such a mess |
| Tune out the past and just say yes |
| It’s 1963 |
| It’s 1964 |
| It’s 1957 |
| It’s 1962 |
| Put it all behind you |
| Now it’s all behind you |