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Дата випуску: 31.12.1997
Мова пісні: Англійська
You Can't Go Home Again (Flies On The Butter) |
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter |
A hole in the screen door big as your fist and flies on the butter |
Mamaw baking sugar cookies, we were watching cartoons |
Heard her holler from the kitchen which one of you youngens wants to lick the |
spoon |
Yellow jackets on the watermelon, honeysuckle in the air |
Daddy turning on the sprinkler, us kids running through it in our underwear |
Old dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a twitching |
Fall asleep on granddaddys lap to the sound of his pocket watch ticking |
Oh, oh, oh — oh, oh, oh It doesnt’t’t feel like it was all that long ago |
Oh, oh, oh — oh, oh, oh You can dream about it every now and then |
But you can’t go home again |
Me and my best friend vickie, set up a backyard camp |
Stole one of mamas mason jars, poked holes in the lid and made a firefly lamp |
Me and jimmy monroe, sneaking down by the river |
Im still haunted by the taste of a kiss I didn’t get cause he was too chicken |
liver |
Oh, oh, oh — oh, oh, oh It doesnt’t’t feel like it was all that long ago |
Oh, oh, oh — oh, oh, oh You can dream about it every now and then |
But you can’t go home again |
There’s a blacktop road, a faded yellow centerline |
And it can take you back to the place, but it can’t take you back in time |
Oh, oh, oh — oh, oh, oh It doesnt’t’t feel like it was all that long ago |
Oh, oh, oh — oh, oh, oh You can dream about it every now and then |
But you can’t go home again |
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter |
A hole in the screen door big as your fist and flies on the butter |