She Sang Hymns Out Of Tune

She Sang Hymns Out Of Tune

She sang hymns out of tune and carried a yellow balloon

She traded her love for a Spanish doubloon

And talked to the people, the people who are

Now I have a clock on the wall, it keeps time and that isn't all

It tells me how long she's been gone

Gone to the people, the people who are

She lived in a sorcerer's room and pounded the table and brandished the broom

She turned ten thousand when she touched the moon

And turned to the people, the people who are

Whah Whah Whah Whah Whah

Whah Whah Whah Whah Whah

Rain came down and scattered away, old antique caretaker's children that play

Early that morning she passed away

Passed to the people, the people who are

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by: José Duarte

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