Lyric The Grass Keeps Right On Growin
The grass keeps right on growin
the sun goes right on shinin
there are apples on the apple tree
ain t life a funny thing, flowers bloom an birds still sing an
everything s the same except for me . . .
Everything s the same except for me . . .
because, you re gone . . .
I tell myself you re really gone
How can it be, but there it is,
I m alone once again . . .
An life goes on
without your smile I knew so well
the secrets that we used to tell
yesterday way back when?
And . . . the grass keeps right on growin
the sun goes right on shinin
the skies are blue the way they used to be
ain t life a funny thing, kids play tag an church bells ring an
everything s the same except for me . . .
Everything s the same except for me . . .
cause, you re not there . . .
I look for you but you re not there
I hear your voice , it s just a trick
that my mind wants to play . . .
How can this world keep turnin like it used to do?
There s no more world, there s no more you,
no more words left to say . . .
And . . . the grass keeps right on growin
the sun goes right on shinin
there are apples on the apple tree
ain t life a funny thing, flowers bloom an birds that sing an
everything the same except for me . . .
. . . everything s the same except for me . . .
the sun goes right on shinin
there are apples on the apple tree
ain t life a funny thing, flowers bloom an birds still sing an
everything s the same except for me . . .
Everything s the same except for me . . .
because, you re gone . . .
I tell myself you re really gone
How can it be, but there it is,
I m alone once again . . .
An life goes on
without your smile I knew so well
the secrets that we used to tell
yesterday way back when?
And . . . the grass keeps right on growin
the sun goes right on shinin
the skies are blue the way they used to be
ain t life a funny thing, kids play tag an church bells ring an
everything s the same except for me . . .
Everything s the same except for me . . .
cause, you re not there . . .
I look for you but you re not there
I hear your voice , it s just a trick
that my mind wants to play . . .
How can this world keep turnin like it used to do?
There s no more world, there s no more you,
no more words left to say . . .
And . . . the grass keeps right on growin
the sun goes right on shinin
there are apples on the apple tree
ain t life a funny thing, flowers bloom an birds that sing an
everything the same except for me . . .
. . . everything s the same except for me . . .