Antique Sandy

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Antique Sandy lived in the woods
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And she'd go to the stream when 
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the weather was good
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She'd take down the washin for her
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 old man to wear
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And she tried not to get   eaten 
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by the bear
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She'd fly to the market in her 
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worn out old balloon
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That she traded with the flyer  
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for an antique silver spoon
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And when she got home she'd cook 
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upon the wooden stove
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And she'd go to sleep and listen 
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to the whispers of the grove
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At night she dreamed of places 
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where she lived when she was young
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Where the corn strip stretched for
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 miles like a giant serpent's tongue
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Electric lights and phone bells 
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and every light insane (?)
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Like a hundred thousand hungry  
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miles meeting at her brain

SOLO

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I greet her in the morning when 
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she wakes up in my arms
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And I tell her that I love her and
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 I'll keep her free from harm
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I hold her close she matters she 
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is all the world to me
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Cause she's my Antique Sandy and 
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she's in love with me