Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brown Eyed Boy, artist - The Hillbilly Moon Explosion. Album song All Grown Up, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 04.06.2007
Record label: Cleopatra
Song language: English
Brown Eyed Boy |
We’ll stay at home, and call this day our own |
With the brown-eyed boy that I once called my own |
You sit in the easy (?) chair, while I comb out my suffering hair |
Later we can watch a candle burn |
I put on your favourite scratchy record |
And draw the heavy curtain when dusk falls |
Don’t seem like you’re in the mood for dancing though my dear |
So I’ll just comb my hair some more |
Did you forget to lock the door? |
Dreaming of the past and happy times that are now gone |
And the brown-eyed boy that I once called my own |
I put on your favourite scratchy record |
And draw the heavy curtain when night time falls |
Don’t seem like you’re in the mood for dancing though my dear |
So I’ll just comb my hair some more |
Did you forget to lock the door? |
Dreaming of the past and happy times that are now gone |
And the brown-eyed boy that I once called my own |
If I could turn back the hands of time |
Nevermore for me the summer sun would shine |
And neither for the boy I left behind |
And if your mother should come calling |
So long from her son she had not heard |
I can hope that you’d be true to me forevermore |
A blade that’s stained with crimson red |
Dreaming of the past and happy times that are now gone |
And the brown-eyed boy that I once called my own |
And the brown-eyed boy that I once called my own |