Red Paint The Promise Ring
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Well, I was sad enough last Saturday
I woke you to talk but I didn't have much to say, yeah
You came to to two cherry cokes, came to to coke
Came to to two cherry cokes, came to to coke
In the morning, when the wind is still warm
And the river is still following, following
The Astor hotel is black in the windows, black in the hall
Since we left separately, no
I woke you to talk but I didn't know what to say, yeah
To you, came to to two cherry cokes, came to to coke
Came to to two cherry cokes, came to to coke
In the morning, when the wind is still warm
And the river is still following, following
The Astor hotel is black in the window
A country letter, straight from a widow: come in the nighttime
To the back porch, throw rocks at my window, rocks at my window
Rocks at my window, rocks at my window
A country letter, straight from a widow (you sound like young love)
Come in the nighttime to the back porch, throw rocks at my window (you sound like young love)
And climb the terrace to the landing
This house built cleverly for you and me
You sound like young love, you sound like young love
I woke you to talk but I didn't have much to say, yeah
You came to to two cherry cokes, came to to coke
Came to to two cherry cokes, came to to coke
In the morning, when the wind is still warm
And the river is still following, following
The Astor hotel is black in the windows, black in the hall
Since we left separately, no
I woke you to talk but I didn't know what to say, yeah
To you, came to to two cherry cokes, came to to coke
Came to to two cherry cokes, came to to coke
In the morning, when the wind is still warm
And the river is still following, following
The Astor hotel is black in the window
A country letter, straight from a widow: come in the nighttime
To the back porch, throw rocks at my window, rocks at my window
Rocks at my window, rocks at my window
A country letter, straight from a widow (you sound like young love)
Come in the nighttime to the back porch, throw rocks at my window (you sound like young love)
And climb the terrace to the landing
This house built cleverly for you and me
You sound like young love, you sound like young love
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