Из альбома: Welcome to the Welcome Wagon
The only snow left in the yard
Is in the heart-shaped patch
In the shade of the barn
The only snow left on the ground
It isn't hard for me to see
You're wearing your red handkerchief
Down at four, full of tea
It isn't hard for me to see
Like the man used to say
"You made my day"
The cold brought me out of a dream
My family fled to Mexico
There was no place for me to go
A call woke me up from a dream
Your voice tells me
I'm not alone
You're holding my trembling hand
Across the telephone
Your voice says I'm not alone
Like the man used to say
"You made my day"
::instrumentation::
Like the man used to say
"You made my day"
Like the man used to say
"You made my day"
Like the man used to say
"You made my day!"