Postcards Songtext
von Pamela Means

Can we dim the lights a little bit?

Postcards for my father
From Pennsylvania station
Hey, I′m in the big town
It only took imagination

Things I haven't told you
I bet you already know
Things you haven′t told me yet
I'd pay good money to know, so
Let's do some talkin′


Willie is a proud man
Willie is strong
And I′d like to say I know him well
But he hardly talks at all
Oh, let's do some talkin′

The miles on your iron feet
And your calloused hands
Evidence you work too hard
And that you always have

Been waiting on the lottery
Well I'm waiting on a song
To rise up out of poverty
Maybe we′ve been rich
All along
All along

Yeah