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Jackie Greene American Myth

Hey poor mama, what say you? what say you this day? Hey poor mama, where's your baby? Lost and gone away She went walking no goodbye's she went wandering

I operate a searchlight From a tower through a window Many hours I spend looking for you Ever since you've been gone So I've been looking for you baby

She?s a dream, she?s a dream Getting caught up in the scene Like a used car bought off of Mr Vaseline She?s a queen, she?s a queen Getting? played like

Maybe its the way she lets her hair down on a sunday afternoon maybe its the way that she's romantically attracted to the moon maybe its the perfume

You can listen to the money you can listen to your friends but if you listen to your heartbeat you might never go home again you got 1000 miles, and

Don?t just stand there in the doorway cause I hate to see you cry and don?t try to ignore me just smile and wave your hand goodbye to you I?ll send

He walks around with his hands in his pockets got a picture of his baby on a chain in a locket he needs her love so bad, but she?ll never know cause