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This one's along the same vein as "I knew then," a short, bittersweet love song. Let me know what you think.
Oh yeah, and for you Boston Area macjammers, I just moved there--gigs anyone?
Oh yeah, and for you Boston Area macjammers, I just moved there--gigs anyone?
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Lyrics
walk along mainstreet
with a bottle in hand
the snow's falling slowly
on the cold sidewalk,
you've got this new look
that I don't recognize
as you stumble through
what was our town
we fought longer than we should
and you know that it why
Saw you in the market
on a sunday after noon,
one look at your face
and I thought it's too soon,
cause you've got that old look
and it all was still there,
red as the sun
as the reds in your hair
well sometimes I think
we fought longer than we should
and you know that it why
we wait for the time when we say
I remember the good
I remember the good
Saw you in a dream once
with a basket in hand
picking apples in the orchard
long past our town,
well you've got that old look
and it all was still there,
red as the sun as
the reds in your hair,
well sometimes I think
we fought longer than we should
and you know that it why
we wait for the time when we say
I remember the good
I remember the good
with a bottle in hand
the snow's falling slowly
on the cold sidewalk,
you've got this new look
that I don't recognize
as you stumble through
what was our town
we fought longer than we should
and you know that it why
Saw you in the market
on a sunday after noon,
one look at your face
and I thought it's too soon,
cause you've got that old look
and it all was still there,
red as the sun
as the reds in your hair
well sometimes I think
we fought longer than we should
and you know that it why
we wait for the time when we say
I remember the good
I remember the good
Saw you in a dream once
with a basket in hand
picking apples in the orchard
long past our town,
well you've got that old look
and it all was still there,
red as the sun as
the reds in your hair,
well sometimes I think
we fought longer than we should
and you know that it why
we wait for the time when we say
I remember the good
I remember the good
Chris Osborne
that I had the time to do the things in this song
the walking around drunk doesnt come as cheaply as it
used to. maybe I can find a place on this planet that is
like this. Ireland maybe? hmmm. anyway nice job...
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