Pinwheel of Death

Hilda Young


SONGS

Writers Faron Young, Hilda Young

Genres Country, Classic Country

Recorded 1960

Lyrics I WATCHED YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME
SO LONG AGO,
I DIDN'T KNOW I LOVED YOU
AND I LET YOU GO.
AND JUST TO THINK
I'M THE ONE WHO SET YOU FREE,
WILL I EVER GET USED TO BEING
YOUR OLD USED TO BE.

I'VE GOTTEN USED
TO PEOPLE'S STARES AS I WALK BY,
I KEEP MY HEAD BOWED LOW
SO THEY CAN'T SEE ME CRY.
THEY SAY,
THERE GOES A MAN
WHO LIVES IN MEMORY,
WILL I EVER GET USED TO BEING
YOUR OLD USED TO BE.

I'VE GOT NO ONE
TO HELP ME PASS THESE LONELY DAYS,
WHEN NIGHT TIME COMES
I JUST CAN'T KEEP THE BLUES AWAY.
OR IF I DREAM,
YOUR LOVELY FACE IS ALL I SEE,
WILL I EVER GET USED TO BEING
YOUR OLD USED TO BE.

I'VE GOTTEN USED
TO PEOPLE'S STARES AS I WALK BY,
I KEEP MY HEAD BOWED LOW
SO THEY CAN'T SEE ME CRY.
THEY SAY,
THERE GOES A MAN
WHO LIVES IN MEMORY,
WILL I EVER GET USED TO BEING
YOUR OLD USED TO BE.
 

ARTISTS


Cowriters: Faron Young