Drift Mouth

Modern Alt-Country for Old Soul Rockers

THE PRETTIEST GIRL OF ALL TIME

The prettiest girl of all time

She’s a-layin’ in her room

Blowin’ smoke rings at her ceiling fan

Just like we used to do

And she’s cleaned up all the trash

Dumped out all my wine

Thrown out those Fellini films

That wasted all her time

 

And she never wants to see me again

And well I don’t guess that she ever will

She was holdin’ out, waitin’ to begin

The prettiest girl, my friends, of all time

 

Well she wasn’t always proud

But she’d never ask to borrow

And how she made her way sometimes

No, she don’t talk about

And I can’t forget the day

That she walked down Messer’s Run

With a gold key for the city and

A new man on her arm

 

And I never want to see her again

And well I don’t guess that I ever will

I was holdin’ on, waitin’ to begin

The prettiest girl, my friends, of all time

 

She don’t need a reason why

She’ll cut you and she’ll cry

Bound to all the roadblocks in your mind

 

 

The prettiest girl of all time

Well she came down with a fever

Not long enough to say goodbye

But long enough to pass

And so we gathered all her friends

And we scattered her ashes

From a southern hill out on the breeze

Where her thoughts used to play

 

And she never wants to see me again

And well I don’t guess that she ever will

We were holdin’ out, waitin’ to begin

The prettiest girl, my friends, of all time

 

all lyrics written by Lou Poster c & p 2018 Fairmont Music, LLC