| [00:19] |
She walks the halls in a white lace |
| [00:23] |
A glass of Daddy's bourbon in her hand |
| [00:26] |
Daddy's not around to drink it anyway |
| [00:30] |
He's planted six feet under Alabama land |
| [00:37] |
My brother wore the uniform |
| [00:41] |
My mother waited out on the porch |
| [00:44] |
My lover played that fluglehorn |
| [00:48] |
Back when he was carrying the torch |
| [00:52] |
Back when he was carrying the torch |
| [01:02] |
She never listens to the radio |
| [01:06] |
She listens to the music playing in her head |
| [01:10] |
When there's a party she doesn't care to go |
| [01:14] |
She stays at home and looks at pictures instead |
| [01:18] |
One of her brother in the uniform |
| [01:22] |
One of her mother out on the porch |
| [01:25] |
Photo of her lover playing flugelhorn |
| [01:29] |
Back when he was carrying the torch |
| [01:33] |
Back when he was carrying the torch |
| [01:40] |
Mama never liked his music anyway |
| [01:44] |
Daddy never liked that St. Louis look |
| [01:47] |
They sent him back by Greyhound way |
| [01:51] |
With twenty-five bucks and the holy book |
| [02:29] |
Now she sits alone and waits for nights |
| [02:33] |
Sings a melody from days gone by |
| [02:37] |
After thirty years it feels alright |
| [02:41] |
No one left even wonders why |
| [02:45] |
No one left even wonders why |
| [02:52] |
She lost that old uniform |
| [02:55] |
She never sits out on the porch |
| [02:59] |
She's still got that flugelhorn |
| [03:03] |
No one left carrying the torch |
| [03:07] |
No one left carrying the torch |
| [03:11] |
No one left carrying the torch |
| [03:14] |
No one left carrying the torch |
| [03:18] |
No one left carrying the torch |
