From the recording The Earth Floats By
Lyrics
Dressed Up and Pretty
Dressed Up and Pretty,
coat tails and all.
Tips his top hat to the wall.
He's almost silly and to be clear,
just a memory I'm stuck on.
And I know it's my frailness,
my state of mind
that keeps me talking
out loud to myself.
She's always Pretty.
She'll always be there.
She tips his top hat at the ball.
She's often silly but to be clear,
It's just a memory I'm stuck on.
And I know it's my frailness,
my state of mind
that keeps me talking
out loud to myself.
And it's just my frailness,
my frame of mind
that keeps me walking along
by myself.
Words and Music by Donald L. Farmer