Cemetery Ridge-John & Mary

[ti:Cemetery Ridge] [ar:John & Mary] [al:The Weedkiller's Daughter] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Cemetery Ridge - John & Mary [00:20.21]Late in the afternoon [00:22.31]Most every summer Sunday [00:24.62]Most every holiday with nothing [00:27.10]Much at all to do [00:29.17]As three o'clock came round [00:31.12]We knew where she'd be found [00:33.43]Sitting in the back seat with her [00:36.17]Wrinkled yellow photographs [00:38.74]Into the car we'd pile off to the edge of town [00:43.15]It was a cemetery Sunday drive [00:46.23]Turned upside down [00:48.13]But times were different then [00:50.18]And she'd remember when [00:52.80]And tell us stories [00:54.16]That we'd both heard many times before [00:57.44]In unmarked graves they say [00:59.77]The children silent lay [01:01.85]The church a haven [01:03.40]For the families come from far away [01:06.60]Into the car we'd pile off to the edge of town [01:11.24]It was a cemetery Sunday drive [01:14.42]Turned upside down [01:17.39] [01:19.22]If only to remember one day [01:25.80] [01:28.62]The line of tiny crosses that were washed away [01:35.60] [01:53.68]Into the car we'd pile off to the edge of town [01:58.07]It was a cemetery Sunday drive [02:01.29]Turned upside down [02:02.70] [02:06.09]If only to remember one day [02:11.53] [02:15.50]The line of tiny crosses that were washed away [02:22.21]The seasons change their colors [02:25.87]You might wake up accepting things [02:29.35]Are really gone [02:31.15]It's not so strange not to abandon hope [02:35.91]Of finding markings for her first three daughters [02:39.07]And a son [02:40.29]Into the car we'd pile off to the edge of town [02:44.97]It was a cemetery Sunday drive [02:48.14]Turned upside down [02:51.17]Think of the children [02:53.42]Think of the children