Cottonwood Firing Squad
say goodnight, gracie.
She walks through grass and flowers
When she falls down I pick her up
I let her lead the way
‘Cause Gracie goes where Gracie wants to
Then when she’s fast asleep
I think how lucky I’ve become
Swear I could die tomorrow
Cause Gracie’s love is more than enough for me
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Here comes gracie, there she goes
Past some towns
We shiver since we know wе’re not getting old
Herе comes Gracie, there she goes
Here comes Gracie, there she comes, there she goes
Here comes gracie, there she goes
Here comes gracie, there she goes
Here comes Gracie
(say goodnight gracie.)
(goodnight!)