Trisha Yearwood "Jackie's House" |
(Chapin Hartford) I'd put a little love note in a bottle Throw it off the Bay Street bridge Watch it glide along among the willows And run along the bank with the other kids. If that bottle didn't Hang up on the stones It would ride that river With a will of its own. It'd go underground And come up in the creek Behind Jackie's house, Jackie's house I'd hang around until Jackie came out. My hands would shake My heart would ache I didn't know what is was But I first felt love behind Jackie's house. You could hear a pin drop in that parlor It was horsechair chairs and old lace Jackie sat beside me like a statue The other kids were out playing kids' games. Those funny feelings Strange and unknown They would rise like the river With a will of their own. With the risk I took When I first stole a look into Jackie's eyes, Jackie's eyes I saw forever in an endless sky. My hands would shake My heart would ache I didn't know what is was But I first saw love behind Jackie's eyes. After all this time Jackie's heart's still mine And the love keeps on flowing behind, Jackie's house oh yeah. Now our little ones they laugh and run Down by the creek in the summer sun Jackie and me and the years agree We know what it is it's love and it lives here In Jackie's house, oh, and in Jackie's eyes Oh and in Jackie's heart and mine... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |