Kind of a "New Country" Thing. (Like Rascal Flattes or Keith Urban-type of Feel)
words and music by Archie S. McLeod III
copyright Musically Mr M Music
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Ginny’s Kiss
Archie McLeod III
Took down my shades
And I closed my door
Told er’body that “love don’t live here no mo’”
Put my heart under lock and key
I turned inside out
And got deep inside of me
Then I saw her there, locs hangin’ down
Made a Kool-Aid smile from this old frown
And the way that she laughed made me
Think of what I’d miss.......................
She said “my name’s Ginny” with that southern drawl
Started talkin’ ‘bout stuff that didn’t really matter at all
Grabbed some squirrel nut zipper at the Candy Stand
When it was time to pay, I was holding her soft hand
We sat on a bench up under the stars
Looking up to the heavens. out way past Mars
Then her eyes met mine in a moment just like this.............I felt Ginny’s kiss
Ginny’s Kiss
(Instrumental Interlude)
When the way seems hard and everything’s wound tight
It’s the little things that make you feel allright
Her smile, her laugh, her touch and I won’t for-git..................The first time that I felt
Ginny’s Kiss
Ginny’s Kiss
Ginny’s Kiss
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