Rosalee - Ferron


    Rosalee
    You tried too hard again
    Your stride stumble you down
    The horse
    Of love
    You tried to rope again
    In just your cowhide gown
    And don't it feel like
    Every bummer
    You have ever known
    Don't it make you
    Think that maybe
    You're okay alone

    Pool of faces
    All are strangers crying
    Who is living there?
    Back to back
    Your one-horse race is more
    Like castles in the air
    But who remembers in the old days
    Gamut sports was hot
    And with a bit of constant effort
    One could prove their spot

    Rosalee
    The times are spinning
    So damn fast
    You'd think they'd stopped
    Could it be
    You'd stand
    In one space staring
    Easily you'd be forgot
    But you know
    Everyone is running ragged
    Through this field of woe
    And you are not
    The last to tumble
    Think that as you go

    Rosalee
    You tried too hard again
    Your stride stumble you down
    The horse
    Of love
    You tried to rope again
    In just your cowhide gown

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