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!"

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