You Sure Got This Ol' Redneck Feellin' Blue
You're the colour in my hair
That just won't wash out
The fragrance that triggers
A memory of doubt
You're the song
That I hear
That just brings me down
You're the flavour that lingers
Like ashes in my mouth
If you
Build me up
Let me hope
Let me dream
I tear you down
Let you hurt
Let you need
Well I'm not really sure
But I think that I missed it
Don't ask me how
Cause I still don't quite get it
You could blame it on fate
Say I'm a victim of cupid
But I took 24 years
To get this stupid
If
That just won't wash out
The fragrance that triggers
A memory of doubt
You're the song
That I hear
That just brings me down
You're the flavour that lingers
Like ashes in my mouth
If you
Build me up
Let me hope
Let me dream
I tear you down
Let you hurt
Let you need
Well I'm not really sure
But I think that I missed it
Don't ask me how
Cause I still don't quite get it
You could blame it on fate
Say I'm a victim of cupid
But I took 24 years
To get this stupid
If
Like Fountains
[in rememberance of Harold Gloudemans]