Jump Little Children
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Born to the red rising sun
A silver ring and a bottle of rum
The lonesome coup is nothing new
I'll toast it anyway just for fun.

How could we know about this?
She gave that little ring a twist
She swelled up and cried as if something had died
I felt it slip right through my fist.

The ivey on the wrought iron gate
I'm beginning to like it at any rate
The wind in the trees sing my decrees
You know of a lover til we wait.

CHORUS:
I can feel you
When you're 500 miles away or if you're in the next room
I can feel you.

A flat bed on a dusty road
A rusty red and a heavy load
Sometimes it's fast and sometimes it's trash
But it's as loud as a rooster crows.

It goes ahead a mile
In that cigarette redneck style
Across the line on highway 9
I haven't seen you in quite a while.

CHORUS:
I can feel you
When you're 500 miles away or if you're in the next room
I can feel you.

I'll take the quickest way
Across the river by the rolls of hay
The local farms are such a charm
The apple trees and the dapple gray.

Born to the red rising sun
A silver ring and a bottle of rum
The lonesome coup is nothing new
I'll toast it anyway just for fun.

CHORUS:
I can feel you
When you're 500 miles away or if you're in the next room
I can feel you
When you're 500 miles away or if you're in the next room
I can feel you.


Mirror lyrics:

I can feel you.
When you're 500 miles away or if you're in the next room
I can feel you
When you're 500 miles away or if you're in the next room
I can feel you
CHORUS:

I'll toast it anyway just for fun.
The lonesome coup is nothing new
A silver ring and a bottle of rum
Born to the red rising sun

The apple trees and the dapple gray.
The local farms are such a charm
Across the river by the rolls of hay
I'll take the quickest way

I can feel you.
When you're 500 miles away or if you're in the next room
I can feel you
CHORUS:

I haven't seen you in quite a while.
Across the line on highway 9
In that cigarette redneck style
It goes ahead a mile

But it's as loud as a rooster crows.
Sometimes it's fast and sometimes it's trash
A rusty red and a heavy load
A flat bed on a dusty road

I can feel you.
When you're 500 miles away or if you're in the next room
I can feel you
CHORUS:

You know of a lover til we wait.
The wind in the trees sing my decrees
I'm beginning to like it at any rate
The ivey on the wrought iron gate

I felt it slip right through my fist.
She swelled up and cried as if something had died
She gave that little ring a twist
How could we know about this?

I'll toast it anyway just for fun.
The lonesome coup is nothing new
A silver ring and a bottle of rum
Born to the red rising sun


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