The Cash Brothers - Guitar Strings and Foolish Things Lyrics
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Guitar Strings and Foolish Things
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What Are The Lyrics For Guitar Strings and Foolish Things By The Cash Brothers?
I'm remembering, I'm day dreaming when I'm supposed to be working
I'm remembering people I miss, the lips I've kissed, and the grocery list I'm remembering staying up all night, the northern lights and your dress on tight I'm remembering your skin and the sunlight coming in And guitar strings and foolish things I'm remembering a voice singing, I can almost see the words ringing I'm remembering the wind and the way it moves green fields like waves on a holiday I'm remembering dreaming of a place I'd be but I'm here I'm remembering your skin and the sunlight coming in And guitar strings and foolish things And whatever else the day brings I'm remembering something that you said years ago It was something small, really nothing at all But now I'm wondering what it means The winter sun, the autumn trees, birds on a branch And the price of things and telephone rings And the bell goes and the day is done And I have a beer in the fading sun And then I come home to your skin and the sunlight coming in And guitar strings and foolish things And whatever else the night brings I'll be remembering |
Who Wrote Guitar Strings and Foolish Things By The Cash Brothers?
Andrew John Cash, Peter Cash
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What's The Duration Of The Guitar Strings and Foolish Things By The Cash Brothers?The duration of Guitar Strings and Foolish Things is 3:08 minutes and seconds. |
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