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FOURTH AND VINE
Words by David M. Murray ©2021
I Thought I Saw You Standing
On The Corner Of Fourth And Vine.
Lost Your Job At The Opera House
Dancing In The Line.
Coat Draped Over Your Shoulders
Long Face To The Floor.
I Wanted To Reach Out To You
But You Threw Me Out The Door.
If Only Things Were Different Now
And We Hadn't Blown Apart.
Sad To Think I'm Still Alive
Since The Day You Broke My Heart
On The Corner,
The Corner Of Fourth And Vine.
On The Corner,
The Corner Of Fourth And Vine.
I Heard Pike's Opera House
Burnt Clear Down To The Ground
And You Don't Have A Place To Stay
With None Of Your Friends Around.
So I Wanted To Reach Out To You,
I Could Feel The Pain On Your Face.
A Paper Bag Under Your Arm
Looking Like A Suitcase.
If Only Things Were Different Now
And We Hadn't Blown Apart.
Sad To Think I'm Still Alive
Since The Day You Broke My Heart
On The Corner,
The Corner Of Fourth And Vine.
On The Corner,
The Corner Of Fourth And Vine.
A Tear Ran Down My Face.
I Was Frozen In My Tracks,
Seeing You On The Corner Like That
Without The Guts To Act.
If Only Things Were Different Now
And We Hadn't Blown Apart.
Sad To Think I'm Still Alive
Since The Day You Broke My Heart
On The Corner,
The Corner Of Fourth And Vine.
On The Corner,
The Corner Of Fourth And Vine.
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