Well, her eyes a few sips still open wide That smile, my, oh, my, what a sight And her hair, that long, blonde, curly, pretty hair Underneath the felt hat that runs down her back Oh, up and back
'Cause she's the little girl who sits up on the hill in the night Talkin' to the stars, askin' if she's doin' it right 'Cause she's all on her own and she's got herself for life 'Cause her mama left her and her papa's not around And she's just tryin' to find her own ground Tryin' to find her own ground
When it gets cold She snuggles up in the Northern Rivers tryin' to keep warm Tryin' to keep out the shivers Yeah, oh, when it gets cold And she says she showers with Jack Johnson on And Taylor was her favorite song 'Cause it made her feel like she belonged Oh, she belonged
'Cause she's the little girl who sits up on the hill in the night Talkin' to the stars, askin' if she's doin' it right 'Cause she's all on her own and she's got herself for life 'Cause her mama left her and her papa's not around And she's just tryin' to find her own ground Just tryin' to find her own ground
When it gets cold She snuggles up in the Northern Rivers tryin' to keep warm Tryin' to keep out the shivers And she says she showers with Jack Johnson on And Taylor was her favorite song 'Cause it made her feel like she belonged Oh, she belongedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
