She Was a SInger
SHE WAS A SINGER
By Benjamin Dakota Rogers

She was a singer /
In one of those old timey rock and roll bands /
Yeah they’d play every Tuesday night at the town hall dance /
And I’d go just to see her /
And hear those songs that she sang /
And feel the silence fill up the room as the last notes rang /

And I can hear her singing /
Ohhh /
It’s like she’s singing to me /
Ohhh /
And I can hear her singing /
Ohhh /

And I wish you could see her /
In that white lace dress /
Her hair hanging down /
The wind had blown it into a mess /
Oh and I can still see her /
Though my memory just ain’t the best /
Oh I should have stayed sober so I could hold her picture in my head /

But I can hear her singing /
Ohhh /
It’s like she’s singing to me /
Ohhh /
And I can hear her singing /
Ohhh /

Oh and you would have loved her /
Yeah she would have made you smile /
And Lord know is this world I could use that every once in a while /
And she would have loved you /
‘Cause you’re just like her /
Both half-crazy and just searching for a cure /

And I can hear her singing /
Ohhh /
It’s like she’s singing to me /
Ohhh /
And I can hear her singing /
Ohhh /
It’s like she’s singing to me /
Ohhh