Ain't no sorrow for that woman. Ain't no pity for this fool. She wrote her name upon my window. Signed it, "Gone, with love, midnight blue". . There's a story goin' 'round here.
Magnolia moon in June, movin' through the trees over me. Takes me back to the days when we were young again. Remember when you were with me almost all the time.
Do not scoff at love's bitter edges. For they in themselves bear witness. To an age of bygone fancy. Where tear-stained forests. Rushed into their evening to pout.
Jessica, dear Jessica, forget me not. And won't you try to write to me, on your wedding day?. Jessica, my Jessica, you'll look just like a painting. In your dress of white as you walk away.
Farther along, we'll understand, we're all just a part of the plan. The Sun of Reality has dawned above eternity. Now even the desert will bloom, even the desert will bloom.
Breakin' in a brand new love takes a while. Those old memories have to die. We're takin' in a brand new realm. That we've never ever had a chance to try.
Way down yonder in the Blue Bonnet Nation. People been awaiting just to hear his sweet name. Way down yonder, where there's desolation. People irresistibly drawn to his flame.
Big Mac movin' down the highway sound. Got it wide open and he's south way bound. I had my pack over my shoulder. Somehow I don't feel much older. . Captain layin' on the barroom floor.
On a crisp as bacon morning with the sunshine on my head. From the twilight of the dawning, raised myself up from my bed. Fixed mine eyes upon a favor like no mortal eye, behold.