Walking Along the Road
Walking along the road
I think about last night
Oh how she was a sight
That girl who danced so bold
In a dress that was gold
Oh how she looked so bright
I think about her smile
And those precious red lips
Then the swing in her hips
Which can make me go wild
That I act like a child
Making my mind do flips
I hope to see her soon
Under the next full moon
Copyright © James Cottrell | Year Posted 2015
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