Magnolia Wind lyrics

I'd rather sleep in a box

Like a bum on the street

Than a fine feather bed

Without your little ol' cold feet

And I'd rather be deaf

Dumb and stone blind

Than to know that your mornings

Will never be mine

And I'd rather die young

Than to live without you

That I'd rather go hungry

Than to eat lonesome stew

You know it's once in a lifetime

And it won't come again

It's here and it's gone

On a magnolia wind

And I'd rather not walk

Through the garden again

If I can't catch your scent

On a magnolia wind

If it ever comes time

That it comes time to go

Pack up your fiddle

Sis', pack up your bow

If I can't dance with you

Then I won't dance at all

I'll just sit this one out

With my back to the wall

And I'd rather not hear

Pretty music again

If I can't catch your voice

On a magnolia wind

If I can't catch your scent

On a magnolia wind