Often times in my memories I wondered again To the Little Old Church by the Road I could see the dear people and hear them
Rollin' rollin' on these rubber wheels Someday baby you'll know how it feels To be broken hearted and to be left all alone These wheels were made round
There's an old church so dear, standing lonesome and still And in memory it's still to me A place still so sweet for I heard as a boy The old hymn Near
Bullruns Sing about the day I shot my brother dressed in blue While I was dressed in grey We marched out from Manassas Cannons on our tail Set fire to
In a pawn shop in Chicago On a sunny summer day A couple gazes at the wedding rings There on display She smiles and nods her head As he says, "Honey
I once had a mansion and lived in my glory But now I'm down to my last dime I had a sweetheart but I was unfaithful Oh I've lived a lot in my time I
Who can tell just how it starts Angry words and broken hearts Till silently we sit apart You and I But in awhile the anger's gone And we forget who's
