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JUD (singing):
The floor creaks, the door squeaks,
There's a field mouse a nibblin'
on a broom,
And I sit by myself, like a cobweb on a shelf,
By myself in a lonely room.
But when there's a moon in my window,
And it slants down a beam 'cross my bed,
Then a sadow of a tree starts a dancin' on my wall
And a dream starts a dancin' in my head.
And all the things that I wished fer
Turn out like I want 'em to be,
And I'm better than that smart aleck cowhand
Who think he is better than me.
And the girl that I want ain't afraid of my arms,
And her own soft arms keep me warm.
Then her long yeller hair falls across my face,
Just like the rain in a storm.
The floor creaks, the door squeaks,
And the mouse starts nibblin' on the broom.
Then the sun flicks my eyes, it was all a pack of lies
I'm awake in this lonely room.
I ain't gonna dream of her arms no more,
I ain't gonna leave her alone.
Go on outside, get myself a bride,
Find me a women I can call my own. |