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Say, say something nice to her Fragrant and sturdier Delicate hands for shoulders sliding down Days, days like a summer rain Blink and they're gone again Soaking she sits alone, outside and down Prays, prays for a soldier boy In fire and angry noise Under the thumb of the Lord And waits, quilting and quietly Her minor piano keys Slip through the screen of the door Say, say what you mean to her Washing her colander Eyes on the stranger cresting 'round the bend Days, days like the winter snow Linger 'til heaven knows Naked she sings the table grace and then Prays, prays for her soldier boy In fire and angry noise Under the thumb of the lord And waits, quilting and quietly Minor piano keys Slip through the screen of the door From Letras Mania