She was the Queen of the Coast back in sixty five, 'n most, she could keep a room alive, With the catch in her voice and the on her head. Do you anything she ever said.
Well, stars fade faster than the rest, And the wore off though she did her best. She finally looked for somethin' else to do. What she found was a man who what she knew.
Have you forgotten? Have you me are you livin' just a little in your past every day. Time sure has changed it's walked right on by you. it satisfy you to have so little to say?
For the next ten years she rode on the bus. She did washin' and and pickin' up. She had a place to stand at the of the stage. She was every night, lookin' her age.
She her voice, but she gave her heart. And, I guess, that been the hardest part. She figured out what was goin' on, All the love she had for a song.
Then things unravelled like usually do. She got her old heart up by husband, number two.
Have you Have you forgiven? Tell me are you livin' a little in your past every day. Time has changed you; it's walked right on by you. it satisfy you to have so little to say?
Break.
I'm not quite when she got back on the bus. But she's washin' and ironin' and pickin' up. If you look all the way to the of the stage, standin' at her mic, lookin' her age.
In a roadstop in Reno at time, The comes over with a look in her eye. Says: "I saw you in Modesto almost years ago, "An' I can remember every song in your show."
"Please Help Me, I'm Falling." "Don't Come A-Drinking." Well, there's a pair of swingin' doors for cowboy sweetheart tonight. Time sure has you; it's walked right on by you. Does it satisfy you to have so to say?