I've got a question, I got to knowI see right
I know a placeWhere the visitor always staysBeauty runs 'em
I lost my mind a couple of gals agoI left
Way off down the road
There comes Wagon Red
Found himself a
I went outside, what did I see
I saw the sky,
One afternoon as dusk was nearingI saw something I thought
Jelly roll fire crackerChicken farmer's luckGutterball goldfish weddingRare new
Some come away with an armload of hayOne sails to
Quit it give it up, ring that bellYou climb the
Four sides of curvesYou call it roundIt's saying nothingDoesn't make
Doesn't it blow so cold and lonelyOh, and it's blowin