It was Cinco de Mayo Pillow case on his head No more breathing time The ambulance sped Sped 'round ever corner Calling out his name
Shot a rabbit from the back seat window Sat and watched the summer corn grow Ate ice cream in a dessert dream And got lost in father's singing Too hot inside Too hot outside Lazy days when I said lets go for a ride We'd sail on Spirit Lake Me my pappy and his lemonade
Tim and Tina were my parents names They got engaged They were inflamed Seduced by the light of butterflies How they shimmer how they glimmer Those butterflies
We seven kids We almost died Nearly put to death By lightening strikes Instead there was hot pink Flashes in the sky We climbed the rocks in snow and rain In search of magic powers To heal our mother's painTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
