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Blue Ribbon

Last year's tomato vines 
Lay rotten on the ground
When the winter snow melts off
You can see the remains of the day
A window sill whiskey bottle 
Holds what’s left of February’s grief

She wore a yellow gingham dress 
To the park that day
Her hair tied up with blue ribbons
Got to be that way
Go ahead and lay her down, down, down
Nothing left for me to say

A stiff July breeze is blowing 
Through my dinning room window
I still got hanging up those old curtains of yours
They are pale green with a flower print 
They are blowing up like a great big balloon
It's your ghost in the middle of the room

She wore a yellow gingham dress 
To the park that day
Her hair tied up with blue ribbons
Got to be that way
Go ahead and lay her down, down, down
Nothing left for me to say

Most nights now, I sleep in the yard
I got to see them stars
The back door is cracked open 
By an old gasoline can
When it gets too cold to sleep out
I think I'll set the whole thing on fire

She wore a yellow gingham dress 
To the park that day
Her hair tied up with blue ribbons
Got to be that way
Go ahead and lay her down, down, down
Nothing left for me to say