The song came and went, like the times that we spent
Hiding out from the rain, under the carnival tent [<-replace with 'gazebo'
and
that'd be about right... :) ]
I laughed, and she'd smile...it would last for a while
You don't know what you've got, 'till you lose it all again
Listen to the mandolin rain
Listen to the music on the lake
Listen to my heart break, every time she runs away
Oh, listen to the banjo wind
A sad song, drifting low
Listen to the tears roll
Down my face as she turns to go...
A cool evening dance, listening to the bluegrass band
Takes the chill from the air, until they play the last song
I'll do my time, oh, keeping you off my mind
But there's moments that I find, I'm not feeling so strong...
Listen to the mandolin rain
Listen to the music on the lake
Listen to my heart break, every time she runs away
Oh, listen to the banjo wind
A sad song, drifting low
Listen to the tears roll
Down my face as she turns to go...
Running down by the lakeshore
She did love the sound of a summer storm [and I still do...]
It played on the lake like a mandolin
Now it's washing her away, once again...
The boat's steaming in, I watch the sidewheel spin
And I think about her when I hear that whistle blow
I can't change my mind, oh, I knew all the time that she'd go
But that's a choice that I made, long ago...
Listen to the mandolin rain
Listen to the music on the lake
Listen to my heart break, every time she runs away
Oh, listen to the banjo wind
A sad song, drifting low
Listen to the tears roll
Down my face as she turns to go...
Listen to the tears roll
Down my face as she turns to go...
And if you aren't sure this was for you, there's another couple below that should make you sure. You introduced me to them, gave them to me all those years ago. A few days after you left the park for good, I had both of them running through my head while making rounds through the park, as the shadows were lengthening towards evening, towards winter. It was the end of the best times I'd ever had there, and I wondered then if I'd ever see you again. It was never the same place for me again after you'd gone. I haven't been to the park in many, many years now, but I think that even today, I'd be half-expecting to find you there.