Top Songs By Shane Smith & the Saints
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bennett McCreary Brown
Fiddle
Bob Gentry
Bass
Joe Sundell
Banjo
John Menard
Guitar
Louis Baker
Drums
Milo Deering
Fiddle
Shane Smith
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane Smith
Songwriter
Lyrics
There was no season for your bloom,
Red rose you rose up to a desert moon
Pretty soon you made your way to town
And my dreams are shinin' right through your face
Your hair would blow but it would blow at a slower pace
Slower than the breeze would
I guess you blew away with the wind that went
I miss the way you laughed in the cold
Like a firefly your hair would touch the sun then shimmer
Mama told me love would come
We were too young
Now I'm nothin' but a lost West Texas storm
A coin outside on the ground by the grocery store
Tail's up, I got no kinda love to give
And you were the way to make things right
Settle of the wind on a long hot summer night
You were the one for me
But I guess you blew away with the wind that went
I miss the way you laughed in the cold
Like a firefly your hair would touch the sun then shimmer
Mama told me love would come
But we were too young
I can still taste the smoke on your lips that winter
I pray to God you're laughin' in the cold
And there are still fireflies but
They're the only things around here that shimmer
Mama told me love would come
But you chased your dreams, I cursed the sun
Sun, yeah
You chased your dreams, I cursed the sun
End
Writer(s): Shane Smith
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