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Koraleah Lyrics
I like the idea when the Clinch River flows
when I see a yellow rose,
when a gentle wind blows,
when a price tag is left on a set of new clothes,
that you wear to work, but everyone knows,
cause each one of those things reminds me of Koraleah
I take it in stride, when I wash off a scuff,
with that detergent and stuff,
or say things off the cuff,
or oddly enough, when the going gets rough,
I don't run or act tough,
or try to call someone's bluff,
when overwhelmed by the sheer love to breathe, from Koraleah
The thief's in the workhouse,
the burglar's in jail, robber he was armed,
he's in the pen for blackmail,
we'll let a blue collar criminal burn a bleezy out front,
yet a junkie can throw dirty three times in one month
Koraleah's from Surfside, works at the gun mill,
her mom's at Plum Branch, her dad's at Timmonsville,
they're a hundred miles apart, which is where they belong,
so they don't kill each other, cause they can't get along,
they had a Ronnie, a Tinkerbell, and Timothy, and Koraleah
Caught a prowler on bender, he used a Dutch hoe,
to break in but now he's in the steel chateau,
a crook's in the big house, for extortion they say,
and I'm all dressed up for the drunkard's ballet,
hey, hey, hey
And I like the idea, when the seasons they shift,
when I give a guy a lift,
he wasn't feeling too swift,
and he didn't want to ride the bus,
from Gravel Switch to Radcliffe,
when my mind starts to drift,
from that stuff with Bo Smith, that he accidentally left on the seat, by Koraleah
The kids down at lock-up, on a wrongful drive-by,
got him anyway, on his third DUI,
the judge holds the gavel, and the pirates send you up,
I'm lucky to hold down a job that's not corrupt,
oh, oh, oh
I like the idea, of a car that never runs,
but have mechanics for sons,
not have to buy guns,
scream at those drums,
at the top of my lungs,
that my neighbor still plays, at age 81,
and just live, peacefully, by the sea, with Koraleah,
just live, peacefully, by the sea, with Koraleah
when I see a yellow rose,
when a gentle wind blows,
when a price tag is left on a set of new clothes,
that you wear to work, but everyone knows,
cause each one of those things reminds me of Koraleah
with that detergent and stuff,
or say things off the cuff,
or oddly enough, when the going gets rough,
I don't run or act tough,
or try to call someone's bluff,
when overwhelmed by the sheer love to breathe, from Koraleah
the burglar's in jail, robber he was armed,
he's in the pen for blackmail,
we'll let a blue collar criminal burn a bleezy out front,
yet a junkie can throw dirty three times in one month
her mom's at Plum Branch, her dad's at Timmonsville,
they're a hundred miles apart, which is where they belong,
so they don't kill each other, cause they can't get along,
they had a Ronnie, a Tinkerbell, and Timothy, and Koraleah
to break in but now he's in the steel chateau,
a crook's in the big house, for extortion they say,
and I'm all dressed up for the drunkard's ballet,
hey, hey, hey
when I give a guy a lift,
he wasn't feeling too swift,
and he didn't want to ride the bus,
from Gravel Switch to Radcliffe,
when my mind starts to drift,
from that stuff with Bo Smith, that he accidentally left on the seat, by Koraleah
got him anyway, on his third DUI,
the judge holds the gavel, and the pirates send you up,
I'm lucky to hold down a job that's not corrupt,
oh, oh, oh
but have mechanics for sons,
not have to buy guns,
scream at those drums,
at the top of my lungs,
that my neighbor still plays, at age 81,
and just live, peacefully, by the sea, with Koraleah,
just live, peacefully, by the sea, with Koraleah
Who wrote the lyrics to 'Koraleah' by Mark Germino?