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