This is the story of Valerie Rose Tied up and weighted sleeping below Once was a lass picking flowers by the road This is the story of Valerie Rose
Afternoon Sunday dandelion sun Here come that heat wave dust on the run Along come a man out but a day Gave her some candy and took her away
Hear her long lonely cry From the bottom of a river that won't ever dry Now it's too late for Valerie
Out come the hounds pickin' through the brush Found that old rag doll she loved so much Gone was the scent gone was the girl That was the story of Valerie's world
Hear her long lonely cry From the bottom of a river that won't ever dry Now it's too late for Valerie
Hear her long lonely cry From the bottom of a river that won't ever dry Now it's too late for Valerie
Princess Valerie... Princess Valerie... Valerie...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
