LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeVirginia Bluebell
Carrying the weight on the end of a limbYour just waitin for somebodyTo pick you up againShaded by a tree, can't live up to a roseAll you ever wantedWas a silent place to growPretty little thingSometimes you gotta look upAnd let the world seeAll the beauty that your made ofCause the way you hang you headNobody can tellYour my Virginia bluebellMy Viginia bluebellEven through the snowA flower can bloomYou just need a little pushSpring is coming soonUmbrella in the rainThey'll roll off your backBetter watcha can realize what you havePretty little thingSometimes you gotta look upAnd let the world seeAll the beauty that your made ofCause the way you hang you headNobody can tellYour my Virginia bluebellMy Viginia bluebellPut a little light in the darkest placesPut a little smile on the saddest facesPretty little thingSometimes you gotta look upAnd let the world seeAll the beauty that your made ofCause the way you hang you headNobody can tellYour my Virginia bluebellMy Viginia bluebell
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