Days of Sand and Shovels

(Bud Reneau - Doyle Marsh)



When I noticed her the first time

I was outside running barefoot in the rain

She lived in the house next door

Her nose was pressed against the window pane.



When I looked at her she smiled

And showed a place where two teeth used to be

And I heard her ask her mom

If she could come outside and play with me.



Soon the days of sand and shovels

Gave way to the mysteries of life

Then I noticed she was changing

And I looked at her through different eyes.



We became as one and knew

A love without beginning or an end

And everyday I lived with her

Was like a new day dawning once again.



And I've loved her since every doll was Shirley Temple

Soda pop was still a nickel

Jam was on her fingertips

Milk was circled on her lips.



After many years our love grew silent

And at night I heard her cry

And when she left me in the fall

I knew that this would be our last goodbye.



I was man enough to give her

Everything she needed for a while

But in searching for a pefect love

I found that I could not give her a child.



Now she lives a quiet life

And is a mother of a little girl

Everytime I pass her house

My thoughts go back into another world.



'Cause I see her little girl

Her nose is pressed against the window pane

She thinks I'm a lonely man

Who wants to come inside out of the rain.



And I've loved her since every doll was Shirley Temple

Soda pop was still a nickel

Jam was on her fingertips

Milk was circled on her lips...