Lyrics Fay Clark - Alela Diane

Fay Clark

Oh yes we did find you
Water damaged in a cotton laundry sack
But Old Lady did play you
«Fay Clark», did pluck your pretty steel strings
And now I will take you
And I hope you will come take over me
So Old Lady can sing now
Old lady can come and sing through me
Cause I’m as old as her
And she’s as young as me
I’m as young as her
And she’s just old like me
Old Lady can sing now
Old Lady can come and sing through me
Old Lady can sing now
Old Lady can come and sing through me
'cause I’m finger picking her guitar
Oh I’m finger picking her guitar
I’m finger picking her guitar
Oh I’m finger picking her guitar
No, no I’m finger picking my guitar
I’m finger picking my guitar
I’m sharp-shootin' my gun
Way up in heaven
I’m sharp-shootin' my gun
Way up in heaven
But I’ll never pick up my award
I’ll never pick up my award
'cause I am young again
Oh I am young again
Oh I am young again
I am young again
Old Lady has sung now
Old Lady did come to sing through me
Old Lady has sung now
Old Lady did come to sing through me