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Date: Tue, 21 Jun 1994 10:57:37 -0600 (CDT)
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Subject: OOPS! and one more try!!
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Someplace Far Away
by: Hal Ketchum
[Verse]
Daddy brought home a photograph
from the paper yesterday.
It showed a line of wagons
Movin someplace far away.
That picture made my Daddy smile
And it made my Momma cry.
Seems like Daddy s wagonload of dreams
have long since passed him by.
[Chorus]
And the dreams that make a sparrow fly
can make an eagle fall.
One that makes a rich man money
Ain t no dream at all.
It s a crying shame to wake up
Just to find its all been broke in two.
Careful what your dreamin cause it someday may come true.
2. Well, he talked on all through suppertime
bout a good prospector s life.
Couldn t see Momma didn t want to be
No good prospector s wife.
He said we best sail out and go
before the weather turns to cold.
Maybe buy ourselves an extry horse
to carry all that gold.
[Chorus]
And the dreams that make a sparrow fly
can make an eagle fall.
One that makes a rich man money
Ain t no dream at all.
It s a crying shame to wake up
Just to find its all been broke in two.
Careful what your dreamin cause it someday may come true.
3. Well, I got up as soon as the first light came
to start the mornin fire.
Wonderin if my Momma s will
Cooled that man s desire.
And inside the stove upon the coals
And ash and paper lay.
Was a ghostly line of wagons
movin someplace far away.
[Chorus]
And the dreams that make a sparrow fly
can make an eagle fall.
One that makes a rich man money
Ain t no dream at all.
It s a crying shame to wake up
Just to find its all been broke in two.
Careful what your dreamin cause it someday may come true.
There! I think that should erase the brain fart.
Later.
