By: hank cochran 1961, 1989 I've got your picture you gave to me And its...
When she walks down the street she knows there's people watching the building fronts are...
Oo I saw stars falling all around her head Red, gold, and blue Sherry Fraser...
Chorus x3 I keep on havin' these flashes Murder by the masses Sick off human...
[Verse 1] Everybody has to get older Even Jenny She's just nineteen, young and naive...
On a mantle made of oakwood There's a photograph from...
I'd like to hike the appalachian I've tossed it around...
What i'd give to be you for an hour or...
She slees with the windows open Yet she's still locked...
Joshua was an old man His beard like mountain snow...
A young man sits by the riversied Watching the sunset...
I see her up there, She is dancing on the...
I still dont know what i was waiting for And...
As the lights go down The drumming clown Whistled a...
February rain, smoky mountain fire Like a hummingbird to cane...