Tekster:
Mullins Shawn 9Th Ward Pickin Parlor

I've lost count of the times I given up on you But you make such a beautiful wreck, you do There's a tavern on the corner called the 'Milky Way' And you

Stop regretting all the years inside your head Not forgetting there's some truth to what you said And you know now that I gotta keep rollin? on Here we

New like smoky mornin? Cool like heaven glow Meet me on the mountain I got no place to go I like my daylight to be silver I like my night skies to be

Baby, don't you know I hate it when you cry When your tears fall down I feel like I could die Or disappear that's the fear that you have But you've got

It's a feelin' you ain't had since your school days One that blows off dusty memories And the one voice of the faded and forgotten Is screamin' like an

I once had a true love Her name was Maggie Brown Her eyes they were the color Of the sun burning down And she had hair that smelled like jasmine I loved