She grew up, half dakota, half Louisiana pasture child, all of her skirts went past her ankles
Pitch black, no TV on after nine, she picked the phone up then she wrapped the cable
On her finger, then I spoke gently

And then I try to pretend to hold her against me
And it sounds like ohh, and it sounds like oh
Back before we went digital, digital, digital
Way back before you went digital, digital, digital

She grew up then became all-American mastermind
She wrote a book, I wasn't in it
I still call and she pick up time to time but sometimes I don't get no signal
And the ringer plays so gently

And then I still pretend to hold her against me
And it sounds like ohh, and it sounds like ohh
Back before we went digital, digital, digital
Way back before you went digital, digital, digital

And it sounds like ohh, and it sounds like ohh
Back before we went digital, digital, digital
Way back before you went digital, digital, digital
Ohh
Dun dun dun dun
Dun dun dun dun
Way back before you went digital, digital, oh, digital
Dun dun dun dun
Dun dun dun dun