She Sang Hymns Out Of Tune
She sang hymns out of tune and carried a yellow balloon
She traded her love for a Spanish doubloon
And talked to the people, the people who are
Now I have a clock on the wall, it keeps time and that isn't all
It tells me how long she's been gone
Gone to the people, the people who are
She lived in a sorcerer's room and pounded the table and brandished the broom
She turned ten thousand when she touched the moon
And turned to the people, the people who are
Whah Whah Whah Whah Whah
Whah Whah Whah Whah Whah
Rain came down and scattered away, old antique caretaker's children that play
Early that morning she passed away
Passed to the people, the people who are
Verse 1
by: José Duarte