China-Georgia Ruth

China - Georgia Ruth Come before I could spell Maybe thats why they coudn't tell me We're so heavy they hoped you down So you never came ranting no more I remember the last times We went walking up by the hills And you wore black Leavin' all your photographs from china All that I had of you well Couldn't find all your photographs From china In the end it all comes down to blood Holy blessed our blue blood And blood is thick but blood is Weaker than wine Let no one steal your time You build your jacob's ladder On the garden on top of the building Where you laughed and seem Leavin' all your photographs from china Oooooh still I've long after you left Couldn't find with all your photographs from china From china from china All your photographs from china Oooooh all that we had of you well Couldn't piece your bike together With all your photograph from china The first wave is not the last wave The first wave is not the last wave Not the last wave Not the last wave