Chris Robinson - Barefoot by the Cherry Tree Lyrics
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Barefoot by the Cherry Tree
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What Are The Lyrics For Barefoot by the Cherry Tree By Chris Robinson?
Staring out of a window
Into a gray sky scene Alone stands a widow With her skin porcelain To a black limosine She exits Lost in a moment Waiting to be saved A sigh from a prophet Who forsaw this day An kept on his way No prediction I just close my eyes And you're right there with me Dancing in the sun Barefoot by the cherry tree They tell railroad stories They have the cold hands They've no fear of dying Yes they know the sand man As he walks this land unrelenting I just close my eyes Well, and you're right there with me Dancing in the sun Barefoot by the cherry tree Barefoot by the cherry tree Pulling hard against the steam No my trouble ain't what they seem Sleeping out on the tracks There's no coming back So ride on sundowner Ride out of town I'll be glad when you're not around To haunt me Well let's I close my eyes Well, and you're right there with me Dancing in the sun Barefoot by the cherry tree Barefoot by the cherry tree |
Who Wrote Barefoot by the Cherry Tree By Chris Robinson?
Chris Robinson, Paul Roger Stacey
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