Some people come from Portlad
Some people come from Tenesse...

Living with Loretta
It ain't an easy thing to do...

Theres fire burning in our hearts
And we join to take a stand...

Springtime in the air
Flowers by the river...

Whispering winds
Endless night...

Wont you hold my hand and teach me
The way you did when I was young...

I tell my self your gone
I tell myself I don't miss you at all...

Walking along
At the end of the road...

This is something true
Thoughts of me...

Stanza after stanza
Line after line...

What the hell
Why not...

Alone I sit
On this hated day...