Emmylou

Like Emmylou stores her food,
like Emmylou stores her food
in her cheeks, in her cheeks,
I fill a sack up with some cheap,
with some cheap souvenirs,
with some cheap souvenirs
of the love that we shared,
of the loving that we shared,
that we shared,
we shared,
that we shared.

To you, to you,
they are trinkets,
I know, I know.
To me, they're gold.
To me, they are gold.
To you,
they are trinkets,
I know, I know.
To me, they are gold.
I'm bringing them home.

Like Emmylou stores her food,
like Emmylou stores her food
in her cheeks, in her cheeks,
I fill my mind up with happy
memories,
memories,
for the lean times ahead,
for the lean times ahead
on the road,
the road,
on the road.

To you, to you,
they are trinkets,
I know, I know.
To me, they're gold.
To me, they are gold.
To you,
they are trinkets,
I know, I know.
To me, they are gold.
I'm bringing them home.

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This song is performed by General Bye Bye.