Boy, if we could play
One more night away
I'd be red as Annie
Just like Christmas day
Like a pumpkin in the hay
Show these blues some anarchy
Just a hummingbird in flight
Dropping memories like dynamite
Smooth as the mists of Scotland
Ain't that what we did
The neighbors went and hid
When we started the engines
And if they only knew
What your love could do
They'd be lonely too now
But I'll laugh to your song
Pretend you're singing along
Corn cob pipe and overalls
Shooting holes into the sky
With that twinkle in your eye
Like sparklers in the kerosene
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment