Her Hair Was Red Lyrics - The Traveling Kind - Emmylou Harris & Rodney Crowell

I walked across the bridge to the island 

And sat down in the grass by the old homestead 

I listened to the song of the cicadas 

And thought about the one whose hair was red 

This is where she gave birth to my father 

Back when she was just a newly wed 

You wouldn't know it looking at this picture 

That her eyes were blue, hair was red 

You wouldn't know she traveled far and wide 

You wouldn't know she lived here all her life 

There is so much you'll never know about her 

So much left to say that's left unsaid 

But I have got this picture in my memory 

And her eyes are blue, her hair is red