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    "Death Of The American Song" Lyrics

    The Stone Coyotes

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    Down in the valley
    Where the Red River flows
    Standing at a graveside
    By the bramble and the rose

    We've come to bid a fond farewell
    In this our darkest hour
    We've gone and neglected
    Our pale wildwood flower

    So beat the drum slowly as they carry her away
    Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
    I see Tammy and Patsy with their long black dresses on
    Mourning the death of the American song

    Songs that haunt our memories
    Sung on porches long ago
    All that's left of them today
    Are footprints in the snow

    I'm waiting at the station
    But I fear I wait in vain
    'Cause Old 97
    Is rusting in the rain

    The radio is playing
    Got the latest top ten on
    The kind you hear today
    That you know tomorrow will be gone

    I see those painted faces
    They are smiling on TV
    And I find that they're all
    Rank strangers to me
    This song was submitted on October 9th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
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    Written by Tibbles Keith.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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