Lyrics

One grabs the guitar, the other plays the drums Only finds the place now, whos to face to say the words will play along Jason goes down the road across the yard Sometime its hard, to find your song Morning scent sends smokes in high Another Back and forth thats how she does She doesnt say know what we all mean A cool drink and something warm to drink That might be, sweet honeybee Something going in the green house Louder than the church bells And who care to sing along Theres a Mary Ellens greenhouse Years go by the time Days go by for days Feeling falling on your hand We only hope they stay long as the old friends Ive been blessed beyond belief with folks I know I gotta boys how you been? Something going in the green house Louder than the church bells And who care to sing along Theres a Mary Ellens greenhouse Wont you look it on Looking back from time to time Most are now Present days a gift we lifted up Somehow I know we all here Let the music take your the sky Dont let old fly, towards something real Something going in the green house Louder than the church bells And who care to sing along Theres a Mary Ellens greenhouse Wont you look it on Yeah, theres a Mary Ellens greenhouse Wont you look it on
Writer(s): Jason Philip Boland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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