Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Raymond , by - Brett Eldredge. Song from the album Bring You Back, in the genre КантриRelease date: 05.08.2013
Record label: Atlantic Nashville
Song language: English
Raymond |
| I work down at Ashbury Hills |
| Minimum wage, but it pays the bills |
| Cleanin' floors, and leadin' hymns on Sundays |
| Catherine Davis, room 303 |
| Sweetest soul ya ever could meet |
| I bring her mornin' coffee every day |
| She calls me Raymond, she thinks I’m her son |
| She tells me «Get washed up for supper before your daddy gets home» |
| She goes on about the weather, how she can’t believe it’s already 1943 |
| She calls me Raymond, and that’s alright by me She talks about clothes on the line in the summer air |
| Christmas mornin', and Thanksgiving prayer |
| And stories of a family that I’ve never had |
| Sometimes, I find myself wishin' I’d been there |
| When she calls me Raymond, she thinks I’m her son |
| She tells me «Get washed up for supper before your daddy gets home» |
| She goes on about the weather, how she can’t believe it’s already 1943 |
| She calls me Raymond, and that’s alright by me There’s a small white cross in Arlington |
| Reads «Raymond Davis '71» |
| Until she can see his face again |
| I’m gonna fill in the best I can |
| When she calls me Raymond, she thinks I’m her son |
| She tells me «Get washed up for supper before your daddy gets home» |
| She goes on about the weather, how she can’t believe it’s already 1943 |
| She calls me Raymond, and that’s alright by me She calls me Raymond, aand that’s alright by me |