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TRISHA YEARWOOD >> Merchandise Links
TRISHA YEARWOOD
(Chapin Hartford) Iīd put a liittle love note in a bottle throw it off the Bay Street Bridge Watch it glide along the willows Iīd run along the bank with the other kids If that bottle didnīt hang up on the stones It would ride that river with a will of its own Itīd go underground and come up in the crecek behind Jackieīs house, Jackieīs house Iīd hang around until Jackie came out My hands would shake my heart would ache I didnīt know what is was but I first felt love Behind Jackieīs house You could hear a pin drop in that parlor it was horsechair chairs and old lace Jackie sat beside me like a statue The other kids were out playing kidsīgames Those funny feelings strage and unknown They would rise like the river with a will of their own With the risk I took when I first stole a look into Jackieīs eyes, Jackieīs eyes I saw forever like an endless sky My hands would shake my heart would ache I didnīt know what is was but I first saw love Behind Jackieīs eyes After all this time Jackieīs heartīs still mine And the love keeps on flowing behind Jackieīs house, oh ... Now our little ones they laugh and run down by the creek in the summer sun Jackieīs and me and the years agree We know what it is, itīs love and it lives here In Jackieīs house oh and in Jackieīs eyes Oh in Jackieīs heart and mine
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