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| The Visit Written By, Marci Hanshue Copyright, April 23, 2001 |
| Verse 1 I wonder if I pour her a drink If she'll notice that I've drank three Oh how I love the days she takes the time To visit me... I've found a taste, for the clear stuff It's a change from the Chianti After a second I can open up Be what a friend should be |
| Verse 2 I feel euphoria creeping up, I feel my tongue begin to loosin' up I can't believe I just said that But I half don't care what she thinks Get up to drop three cubes into place Float my glass up on the counter Over pour...I can't even taste A strategic splash of tonic water |
| Chorus There was a time when these visits were more light-hearted There was a time when we woke up early to get started It would be an all-day thing, it would be a bonding thing Now I get to squirm as she watches... From her holier-than-thou seat... |
| Tag I wonder if I pour her another... Will she forgive me... for being weak... |
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| Meggy Cheyenne Written by, Marci Hanshue Copyright June 22, 2001 |
| Verse 1 I will never forget, Rev's revival tent He parked next to my van down by the water It used to be, just me alone 'Til I blinked & saw his only daughter Chorus He called her...Meggy Cheyenne You know you're all I have Lend me your voice and your mother's sweet soft hands Meggy Cheyenne, oh my Meggy Cheyenne Let us give praise & help me save... Every soul we can |
| Verse 2 I remember wanting, to waste all my good time Tryin' to sway her forever to be mine I'd say, Let's take a walk back into them there trees Her eyes would say yes, she'd hear his voice And then she'd leave Chorus He called her...Meggy Cheyenne You know you're all I have Lend me your voice and your mother's sweet soft hands Meggy Cheyenne, oh my Meggy Cheyenne Let us give praise & help me save... Every soul we can |
| Bridge Every mornin' Rev would come and shake my beads Make me get up & go give thanks down by the water So intent on savin' me, he didn't understand I'd trade my soul for his only daughter |
| Chorus He called her...Meggy Cheyenne You know you're all I have Lend me your voice and your mother's sweet soft hands Meggy Cheyenne, oh my Meggy Cheyenne Let us give praise & help me save... Every soul we can.. Tag My Meggy Cheyenne... |
| Bridge This is nice , I've said too much, wonder could she hear me if I screamed? She doesn't judge, just gives me a hug--man, I wish she'd leave |
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| Chorus Repeat (From her holier-than-thou seat) |
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