It's a real old-fashioned bummer
When your blues come crashing in
You don't know where you're going
When you don't know where you've been
Your sad, sad eyes
Tell the honest truth
They tell me you are missing
Sweet days of your youth
Carol Jeffrey
October 31, 2000
Note: Nothing feels worse
Than feeling alone.
When you sit and wait
On your baby to come home.
Carol Jeffrey
March 5, 2001 |
These are the times
I miss you the most
When dark clouds vanished
And the moon is so close
If I were Madonna
And you Ringo Starr
We could hop on a freighter
And travel so far
Off to Alaska
Anchorage or Nome
The Far East, China
Paris or Rome
We're just common people
Molded from clay
But we can still dream
And like it this way
When you are not with me
I cry all alone
And I pray my sweet Lord
Will cradle you back home
Carol Ross Jeffrey
November 27, 1995 |
My toenails were pink
And painted real pretty
My sense of humor
Was polished and witty
Smile, smile, smile
You're on "Candid Camera."
Jump, twist and shout
Get on up and get on out
Practice each day
Build , build your mind,
Stroll down Memory Lane
And see what you'll find
Gee, gosh and golly
All that good stuff
Since the year '87
You ain't had it so rough
Hang on, Pretty Baby
Build love everyday
'Cause, surely to God
There's a much better way.
Carol Ross Jeffrey
September 26, 1995 |
Mama would be so proud
If she could see me now
I make something new each day
The way she taught me how.
Two bags of lace
A bottle of glue
I'm going to make something
Pretty for you
Ice crystal blue
Big Crayola green
You're the cutest rascal
I have ever seen.
Ride like a cowboy
Toward the blistering sun
Sit tall in your saddle
Till your destiny's done.
You know I will love you
Till our journey ends
From the first day I met you
I knew we'd be friends.
Our days together
Were meant to be fun
Our laughter, our tears,
Together as one. |