Ruth
Yesterday, I thought I heard somebody say
Fly away and you'll be free
Now and then I think about what might have been
Old times and friends and Ruth.
Oh, Ruth
Are the skies a little bluer now
Are the loves a little truer now
Than the loves we knew?
Oh, Ruth
Only mountains and wind remain
They're the only things that stay the same
Hmmm, don't they, Ruth?
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Oh, Ruth
Are the skies a little bluer now
Are the loves a little truer now
Than the loves we knew?
Oh, Ruth
Only mountains and wind remain
They're the only things that stay the same
Hmmm, don't they, Ruth?...
Writer/s: Jud Strunk
