Songtext von Fay Clark

Oh, yes, we did find you Water damaged in a cotton laundry sack But Old Lady did play you Fay Clark, did pluck your pretty steel strings And now I will take you And I hope you will come take over me So Old Lady can sing now Old lady can come and sing through me 'Cause I'm as old as her And she's as young as me I'm as young as her And she's just old like me Old Lady can sing now Old Lady can come and sing through me Old Lady can sing now Old Lady can come and sing through me 'Cause I'm finger picking her guitar Oh, I'm finger picking her guitar I'm finger picking her guitar Oh, I'm finger picking her guitar No, no I'm finger picking my guitar I'm finger picking my guitar I'm sharp-shootin' my gun Way up in heaven I'm sharp-shootin' my gun Way up in heaven But I'll never pick up my award I'll never pick up my award 'Cause I am young again Oh, I am young again Oh, I am young again I am young again Old Lady has sung now Old Lady did come to sing through me Old Lady has sung now Old Lady did come to sing through me