Ole buttermilk sky. I'ma keepin' my eye peeled on you. What's the good word tonight?. Are you gonna be mellow tonight? Ole buttermilk sky. Can't you see my little donkey and me?. We're as happy a
At cavanaugh park. Where I used to sit. All alone in the dark. And dream about things. That I cannot say. 'cause grandma said destiny. Would blow me away. And nothings gonna blow me away At
Song Our Song - Jack Jones, Ralph Carmichael. Our song - we used to call it our song. It helped us say hello once. It made us fall in love once. Without knowing. Oh and how we tried so not to show it
