Composers: John Whitehead Genre: country love song Producer: Nelson Guimaraes Hit Trax: www.MIDI.COM.AU ===============================
It's 66 and cloudy here this mornin' I'll make a bet those clouds will turn to rain The weather's rusted out the sign And I almost missed the turn That'll take me down to Saunders Ferry Lane
The creekin' boards of the empty dock Are the only sounds I hear The sign on the catfish stand says "closed till spring" Summer drown in the frozen lake As the winter came to life And nothing moves in Saunders Ferry Lane Nothing moves in Saunders Ferry Lane
Raindrops mingle with the leaves That tumble to the ground As I find my way to the spot Where we once lay But the grass is dead The life is gone And the birds have flown away It's awful cold in Saunders Ferry Lane Awful cold in Saunders Ferry Lane
The gentle arms that held me And made me want tomorrow now are, are gone We found so much comfort In the way we loved eachother Then the angels came As quietly as the dawn
Standing by the water In an icy winter wind I find no present comfort for my pain No gentle arms to hold me now I know there's nothin' worse Than a day alone in Saunders Ferry Lane A day alone in Saunders Ferry Lane
It's 32, and raining here this evening I'll make a bet that rain will turn to snow It's hard to see through the tears And I almost missed the turn The easy way from Saunders Ferry Lane The easy way from Saunders Ferry Lane