By townes van zandt
Tossin' hair a-ravin'Eyes of flashin' blueAll the livin' that you're savin'Won't buy you dreams for you
Cut yourself a columbineTear it from the stemNow breathe upon the petals fineAnd throw them to the wind
Watch the petals dancin'See them twirl and singAll your pride and prancin'How much does it mean?
Watch the petals start to flyAnd then come falling downHear the wind begin to cryAs she sees some touch the ground
Ah, lady, like the flower fairSome day you'll have to fallAnd you can find me standin' thereTo catch you if you crawl
Tossin' hair a-ravin'Eyes of flashin' blueAll the livin' that you're savin'Won't buy you dreams for you
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