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MARY GAUTHIER >> Merchandise Links
MARY GAUTHIER
Written by Fred Eaglesmith Well, I stared out of the windshield into the rain so light And I turned on my dims, and somebody flashed me their brights And I reached over and turned the radio way down low Your sister cried all the way home Lightening crashed, and the road shone like a mirror A dog came out of the ditch, then he disappeared And I remembered a conversation we once had on the phone Your sister cried all the way home I'll never know how you got into such a mess Why do the bridesmaids all have to wear the same dress? Everybody said you looked real good But I think you looked stoned Your sister cried all the way home Your sister cried all the way home Your sister cried all the way home Your sister cried all the way home
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