Magnolia Wind Hayes Carll

[Verse 1]
I'd rather sleep in a box like a bum on the street
Than a fine feather bed without your little ol’ cold feet
And I'd rather be deaf, ah, dumb and stone blind
Than to know that your mornings would never be mine

[Verse 3]
And I'd rather die young than to live without you
I’d rather go hungry than to eat lonesome stew
And it's once in a lifetime, and it won't come again
It's just here and it's gone on a magnolia wind

[Chorus]
I'd rather not walk through the garden again
If I can't catch your scent on a magnolia wind

[Verse 3]
So if it ever comes time that it comes time to go
Sis', pack up your fiddle; Sis’, pack up your bow
’Cause if I can't dance with you then I won’t dance at all
I'll just sit this one out with my back to the wall

[Chorus]
And I'd rather not hear pretty music again
If I can't catch your fiddle on a magnolia wind
And I’d rather not walk through the garden again
If I can't catch your scent on a magnolia wind