is soft and her eyes are also blue She's all the things a girl should be But she's not you She knows just how to make me laugh when I feel blue She'
each day into a heaven or a hell She may be the mirror of my dreams The smile reflected in a stream She may not be what she may seem inside her shell She
She could be no good, I'm telling you Gather 'round boys for a tale that is tragic and true On the Mississippi riverboat, Magnolia No one onboard was
much more than pretty You are beautiful She handed me a mirror But I saw her instead She handed me a mirror She handed me a mirror And that is all she
whispered Amen As she starts to pull away And the lights begin to dim Is she thinking of me Or is she thinking of him She's pulling out the pin She
Well, you're right, I'm left, she's gone You're right and I'm left all alone Well, you tried to tell me so But how was I to know That she, she was not
She wears my ring to show the world that she belongs to me She wears my ring to show the world she's mine eternally With loving care I placed it on her
She'll wrap those arms around you Like a grizzly bear She'll kiss you every fifteen minutes And let you up for air 'Cause she's a earthquakin', hip
went to pieces Lord, you know, she thinks I, Lord, still care You know, she thinks I, I still care Lord, she thinks I still care Oh, Lord, she thinks
hour Of Susan when she tried No, there's never been a woman Who could make me weak inside And give me what I needed Like Susan when she tried It gets
What?s she really like, the one I?m so gone about All I can say, she?s wonderful She?s marvelous and she?s mine Adorable and she's mine Marvelous and she
then she says she loves it when he sings like Elvis And when she's lonesome late at night Another (...) to hold her tight He sings to her 'Till she
are much more than pretty. You are beautiful." She handed me mirror and I saw her instead She handed me a mirror She handed me a mirror And that is all she
She could be no good, I'm telling you Gather round boys for a tale that is tragic and true On the Mississippi riverboat, "Magnolia" No one onboard was
a heaven or a hell She may be the mirror of my dreams A smile reflected in a stream She may not be what she may seem Inside her shell She who always
right, our love was so wrong. But now I changed my mind, Because she broke the ties that bind, And I know that she never cared for me. Well, I thought I knew just what she
