She let her hair down long and low. And fumbled through her bag to find,. The things she'd left behind because. Goldfish, never live to be that old. And swimming by you startled my old heart just like a box of jack.
People love the working man. Who does the best that he can. But don't forget all the horses and toys. Never could fix the poor, little, rich boys. . People say they love the maid.