كلمات Eatonville

Eatonville It's not every day I see you waiting here on the front porch of the store telling tales I've come a hundred miles from the everglades And if you've got some time tell me of your day Oh sit beneath the stars Oh the days are hot and long I think time has taken everything from me And my hands no longer work anymore There's a child in the mud laughing now She doesn't know her life is running away Oh sit beneath the stars Oh the days are hot and long It's not every day I see you waiting here on the front porch of the store telling tales I've come a hundred miles from the everglades And if you've got some time tell me of your day Oh sit beneath the stars Oh the days are hot and long Only if you've got some time Only if you've got some time Only if you've got some time