HORSE AND BUGGY
DADGAD  (capo VIII)

1.	Mary came into the store this morning.
	As usual, I tried to look away.
	But after awhile, I turned to see her smile.
	I stood there not knowing what to say.

2.	I know that she feels much the same way I do.
	She looks at me with eyes both sad and kind.
	I’d love for her to hold me.  But she’s as much as told me
	Her world is just too different than mine.

R.	Mary rides into town on a horse and buggy.
	I race down the road in my (bright) red Chevrolet.
	It seems I’m going fast, but I wonder what I’m missing.
	I wonder what my Mary would say
	If I told her I might throw it all away.

3.	Friends of mine just laugh each time they see her
	in that bonnet and that plain long dress she wears.
	But I see something sweet, and pure and clean and neat.
	A sweetness one just can’t find anywhere.

4.	I see in her a beauty most have hidden.
	The beauty from kinder, gentler times.
	My world strives for tomorrow, but selfishness and sorrow
	can drive ahead to leave our dreams behind.

Refrain

5.	I met her at the shop front check-out counter.
	She carried her beans and flour and feed.
	She paid her money and her hand touched my hand.
	For a moment the moment seemed to freeze.

6.	And then I realized that she was leaving.
	She said Good bye, then smiled and turned away.
	My head was in a whirl.  I’m in love with this girl.
	Though I know she lives a million worlds away.

Refrain

						Copyright © 17 Dec 1998
						Kevin P. White