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• Artiste: Secret Sisters (The)
• Titre: Fair
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In a single-wide across the way Not far through Mr. Gifford's pines Was a girl with hair like summer hay And the mischief in her blue eyes seemed to shine I recall her mama loved her, and I wish I could forget The way that trailer smelled of burned out cigarettes Or her daddy and his temper, and how his spirit seemed to fade As time stripped every meager gift away Saw you frownin' from the pages of the hard times And it ain't the first time, will it be the last time? In a red brick house across the way Not far through Mr. Gifford's pines Born to a family sound and safe I never knew home could be anything but fine I never touched the darkness, I never went astray I was treasured every moment, every single day One is given wings and one gets more than she can bear God in Heaven, can you tell me how that's fair? Saw you frownin' from the pages of the hard times It ain't the first time, will it be the last time? We are strangers now, someone told me how You're a mother who's fightin' to stay clean And the winding road is now my home It drags on and changes never end Still, I miss the days when you were just my friend Saw you frownin' from the pages of the hard times It ain't the first time, will it be the last time? I wanna hear that you have finally found the good times For the first time, for the last time Let it be the last time