Lily was a little girl. Afraid of the big, wide world. She grew up within her castle walls. Now and then she tried to run. And then on the night with the setting sun. She went in the woods away. So
wall. And now my nights ain't quite so lonely. In fact I, I don't feel bad at all, I don't feel bad at all There always was a. Pictures of Lily, that they made my life so wonderful. Pictures of Lily
wall. And now my nights ain't quite so lonely. In fact I, I don't feel bad at all, I don't feel bad at all There always was a. Pictures of Lily, that they made my life so wonderful. Pictures of Lily
Showboat coming up the river. See her lanterns flicker in the gentle breeze. I can hear the crickets singing in the evening. Old Dixie Lily moving past the cypress trees My little boat she rocks
I grew up in Alabama in a valley I called home. And I learned to love sweet lily from the start. But I had to do my duty yes I had to do my part. But the thought of leaving really breaks my heart
