Antique Sandy Lyrics

	作词 : Battin, McGuinn, Parsons ...
	Antique Sandy lived in the woods
	And she'd go to the stream when the weather was good
	She'd take down the washing for her old man to wear
	And she'd try not to get eaten by the bear
	She'd fly to the market in her worn out old balloon
	That she traded with the flyer for an antique silver spoon
	And when she'd get home she'd cook upon the wooden stove
	And she'd go to sleep and listen to the whispers of the grove
	At night she dreamed of places where she lived when she was young
	Where the corn strip stretched for miles like a giant serpent's tongue
	Electric lights and phone bells and every light insane
	Like a hundred thousand hungry miles were meeting at her brain
	And I greet her in the morning when she wakes up in my arms
	And I tell her that
	I love her and
	I'll keep her free from harm
	I hold her close, she matters, she is all the world to me'
	Cause she's my
	Antique Sandy, and she's in love with me

	zuo ci : Battin, McGuinn, Parsons ...
	Antique Sandy lived in the woods
	And she' d go to the stream when the weather was good
	She' d take down the washing for her old man to wear
	And she' d try not to get eaten by the bear
	She' d fly to the market in her worn out old balloon
	That she traded with the flyer for an antique silver spoon
	And when she' d get home she' d cook upon the wooden stove
	And she' d go to sleep and listen to the whispers of the grove
	At night she dreamed of places where she lived when she was young
	Where the corn strip stretched for miles like a giant serpent' s tongue
	Electric lights and phone bells and every light insane
	Like a hundred thousand hungry miles were meeting at her brain
	And I greet her in the morning when she wakes up in my arms
	And I tell her that
	I love her and
	I' ll keep her free from harm
	I hold her close, she matters, she is all the world to me'
	Cause she' s my
	Antique Sandy, and she' s in love with me

	zuò cí : Battin, McGuinn, Parsons ...
	Antique Sandy lived in the woods
	And she' d go to the stream when the weather was good
	She' d take down the washing for her old man to wear
	And she' d try not to get eaten by the bear
	She' d fly to the market in her worn out old balloon
	That she traded with the flyer for an antique silver spoon
	And when she' d get home she' d cook upon the wooden stove
	And she' d go to sleep and listen to the whispers of the grove
	At night she dreamed of places where she lived when she was young
	Where the corn strip stretched for miles like a giant serpent' s tongue
	Electric lights and phone bells and every light insane
	Like a hundred thousand hungry miles were meeting at her brain
	And I greet her in the morning when she wakes up in my arms
	And I tell her that
	I love her and
	I' ll keep her free from harm
	I hold her close, she matters, she is all the world to me'
	Cause she' s my
	Antique Sandy, and she' s in love with me

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