Lyrics

Goodbye, Brooklyn

Jolene, I never seen your hair like that
Where?d that Brooklyn Dodgers baseball hat go?
I miss it so--

Jolene, I never saw your knees so clean
Where?d them bluejeans go?
You know I miss them so--
But that dress, I confess,
is not so bad, not so bad at all

Jolene

Jolene, I never seen you walk so fine
Where?d that hot-top hop-scotch ragtime go?

Jolene, it seems that all the spokes are broke
Our bikes have bumpers now
and we cruise downtown
And this Ford, praise the Lord
is not so bad, not so bad at all

Jolene
Hi-ho Jolene

Jolene, I never seen you look so keen
you lean on a cane now, we got gray hair now

Jolene, how young we must?ve been, it seems
Where did all the time go?
Where did all our time go?
In the end, Life, my friend
was not so bad, not so bad at all

Jolene


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SJ Murphy
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Cambridge, MA 02140
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