Theres an old hardwood tree starin through the glass at me. It's been there since eighty-five, sometimes I think it reads my mind. I guess its true, you cant keep it from shinnin through.
You stood by me whenever times were bad and never once did I hear you complain. You always made the best of what little bit we had. And held your hand up proud to wear my name.
THAT'S THE WAY LOVE GOES. (Lefty Frizzell - Sanger D. Shafer). '73 Hill & Range Songs. . I've been throwing horseshoes over my left shoulder. I've spent most all my life searching for that four leaf clover.