Testo Walnut Street - Walt Wilkins
Testo della canzone Walnut Street (Walt Wilkins), tratta dall'album A Good Ramble
I've got a little house on Walnut Street
The nights are quiet and the mornings sweet
Got an old wood floor beneath my feet
That somebody's grandfather built
Bet he used to keep his Lucky Strikes on his window sill
While he planed and worked that wood until
He made silk from the yellow pine
I got a paper that says this house is mine
But it ain't, it belongs to time
And with morning at the window
Sometimes I swear this old room glows
And somewhere between what you can and cannot see
That old man is here
The neighbor lady sings all day long
She only stops at night just to start at dawn
I swear she only knows about three songs
But I find myself singing too
One of her sad old country tunes
It reminds me of an afternoon
I was a kid and it was Saturday
Just me and my dad driving out to the lake
Now he's just so far away
But with morning at the window
Sometimes I swear this room glows
And somewhere between what you can and cannot see
He's right here
Last night I dreamed that I could fly
If I held my arms just right I'd stay treetop high
Hell, I may just be a bird sometimes
Hanging right above it all
A bird with a sad and lonesome call
Any moment I might fall for you again
And with morning at the window
Sometimes I swear this room glows
Somewhere between what you can and cannot see
You're still here
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Writer(s): Walter Wilkins, Carter Wood
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