Magnolia Wind

Capo 1 [Verse]                                               I’ rather sleep in box - like bum on the street Than a fine feather bed - without your little ol’ cold feet And I’d rather be deaf - dumb and stone blind Than to know that your mornings will never be mine And I’d rather die young - than to live without you I’d rather go hungry than eat lonesome stew You know it’s once in a lifetime - and it won’t come again It’s here and it’s gone on a magnolia wind I’d rather not walk through the garden again If I can’t catch your scent on a magnolia wind Break If it ever comes time - that it comes time to go Pack up yout fiddle sis’ pack up your bow If I can’t dance with you then I won’t dance at all I’ll just sit this one out - with my back to the wall I’d rather not hear - pretty music again If I can’t hear your voice - on magnolia wind Break   If I can’t catch your scent on a magnolia wind.