|
[ti:Homebird] |
|
[ar:Foy Vance] |
|
[al:Watermelon Oranges] |
| [00:24.72] |
The orange was the size of a watermelon to me |
| [00:30.71] |
Well, at least that is my memory |
| [00:36.43] |
Sunshine made my bare feet burn upon the road |
| [00:41.81] |
Far away we'd roam |
| [00:48.14] |
I'd be howlin' out a song in the back seat |
| [00:53.83] |
The boys would laugh and tease about my black feet |
| [00:59.66] |
They'd tell stories that would warm my soul |
| [01:04.73] |
Motorbikes and chrome |
| [01:10.57] |
Jimmy could not wait to get home |
| [01:14.95] |
Homebird sing |
| [01:20.15] |
Fly me high on an angel's wing |
| [01:26.23] |
Homebird sing |
| [01:31.07] |
Leave out nothing, tell me everything |
| [01:48.38] |
Everywhere we went just looked the same to me |
| [01:53.76] |
The skies were blue and the grass was green |
| [01:59.36] |
I wonder how different I might see them now |
| [02:04.20] |
Yet I see them somehow |
| [02:11.00] |
Through the fallen memories when that angel baby signs |
| [02:16.84] |
Oh, the little magic that his solo brings |
| [02:22.87] |
Making up songs and words and singin from the soul |
| [02:27.85] |
Oh, the stories told |
| [02:33.39] |
None but him and Jimmy could know |
| [02:37.48] |
Homebird sing |
| [02:42.37] |
Fly me high on an angel's wing |
| [02:48.11] |
Homebird sing |
| [02:53.85] |
Leave out nothing, tell me everything |
| [02:59.63] |
Homebird sing |
| [03:05.27] |
Fly me high on an angel's wing |
| [03:10.99] |
Homebird sing |
| [03:15.93] |
Leave out nothing tell me everything |
