Song Description
This song is about my dick's dad.
| Song Length |
3:53 |
Genre |
Pop - Easy Listening |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Andy
There's Andy by the lake, I see him in the mornings
Flowers grew out where the whistles blew
Andy had worked the great divide
Mountain men and a railroad
Stories longer than the day
donut boxes and coffee
Andy's laugh is such a fine and simple thing
But Andy worked the crew, long before the trains came through
and he told us of the wild wild land
Andy had worked the southern side with pride
In the mountains Andy had a family
what a pleasure sitting there by his side
what a painter of a picture window to the world
and his shoulders never seemed too small for the likes of me
On the ridge by the mesa, Andy found an arrowhead
Saber teeth and an old churn
Flowers grown out where the whistles once had blown
By the lake, where the trail ends
Andy's laugh fills the air
donut boxes and coffee
Andy's laugh is such a fine and simple thing
simple thing
© 1985 lyrics by Cheryl Grainger
Music by Dick Cunico