Testo East Virginia Blue

Guess its time to turn the music down We got nothing living left to drown Just a sinking feeling What we put each other through Down behind the purple mountain East Virginia blue All the foolish things you do when you're in love Amber waves of grain in a catcher's glove Morning doves were watching us But then away they flew Down behind the purple mountain East Virginia blue Here lies an old man in the setting sun With a silver crown he kept from everyone Most everything he did Was not what he wanted to And what he really wanted No one knew In the end it's the same old thing You think of all the things you cannot change Sons and daughters drop like buzzards from our view Down behind the purple mountain East Virginia blue Behind the purple mountain East Virginia blue