Somewhere under all that lace
Standin' in her mama's high heeled shoes
With a lipstick covered face
And here's a little boy on a pony
He's a cowboy all the way
He used to pull my hair and make me mad
At the Saturday matinee
Who would've thought that I'd lose my heart
To the same little boy someday
[Chorus:]
Lookin' through my old pictures
Faded photographs
Some of them bring me close to tears
Others make me laugh
Old memories seem to come alive
And open up the past again
And let me dream inside
Here's brother with his first automobile
Thought he'd washed the paint away
He took a job that took him West
He's doing very well
We don't see much of brother these days
And this is my favorite of my papa
He's dressed up in his Sunday suit
A wide brimmed hat, a watch on a chain
Well, I'm gonna tell you the truth
It's a picture of a downright handsome man
Caught in the prime of his youth
(Repeat Chorus)
They open up the past again and let me dream inside
Here's a little girl playin' dress up Somewhere under all that lace Standin' in her mama's high heeled shoes With a lipstick covered face And here's a little boy on a pony He's a cowboy all the way He used to pull my hair and make me mad At the Saturday matinee Who would've thought that I'd lose my heart To the same little boy someday [Chorus:] Lookin' through my old pictures Faded photographs Some of them bring me close to tears Others make me laugh Old memories seem to come alive And open up the past again And let me dream inside Here's brother with his first automobile Thought he'd washed the paint away He took a job that took him West He's doing very well We don't see much of brother these days And this is my favorite of my papa He's dressed up in his Sunday suit A wide brimmed hat, a watch on a chain Well, I'm gonna tell you the truth It's a picture of a downright handsome man Caught in the prime of his youth (Repeat Chorus) They open up the past again and let me dream inside Explain Request ×
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