Long-legged shadows. Mississippi sunset. She was standing like a candle. That hadn't been burned yet. The wind was blowin'. Clouds like ashes. Had my hand in my pocket.
(Chuck Jones/John Kilzer). . Long legged shadows, Mississippi sunset. She was standing like a candle that hadn't been burned yet. The wind was blowing clouds like ashes.
Long legged shadows, Mississippi sunset. She was standing like a candle that hadn't been burned yet. The wind was blowing clouds like ashes. Had my hand in my pocket, reaching for my matches.