Ruth

Yesterday, I thought I heard somebody say

Fly away and you'll be free

Now and then I think about what might have been

Old times and friends and Ruth.



Oh, Ruth

Are the skies a little bluer now

Are the loves a little truer now

Than the loves we knew?



Oh, Ruth

Only mountains and wind remain

They're the only things that stay the same

Hmmm, don't they, Ruth?



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Oh, Ruth

Are the skies a little bluer now

Are the loves a little truer now

Than the loves we knew?



Oh, Ruth

Only mountains and wind remain

They're the only things that stay the same

Hmmm, don't they, Ruth?...