c.2009 Lori Clevenger
Tin cup hanging on the side of the well
Ice cream melting in a china bowl
These are the stories my memories tell
When the sun rains down from a blue heaven
Like little drops of gold.
Hidden in the attic there were dusty dreams
A secret world for little girls to find
Dolls and dresses and magazines
And Grandma's face smiling back at me
From another place and time
(chorus)
It was a big gray house with a big gray barn
And a light on a pole where the bats flew 'round
I keep a treasured picture of it in my heart
And every road in my memory leads me to
A place called Waterloo
Firefly lighting on the back of my hand
Leaves in the trees whistling old folk songs
Running 'cross the road to where the old barn stands
Theres a ghost that lives in there Mama
Hes been alone so long
(chorus 2)
It was a big round world with a big blue sky
But Summer takes wing when its time to fly
I keep a well worn picture of it in my mind
And every road in my memory leads me to..
That big gray house with the big gray barn
And the light on the pole where the bats flew 'round
I keep a treasured picture of it in my heart
And every road in my memory leads me to
A place called Waterloo..
