Miranda Lambert - Virginia Bluebell | Текст песни

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Carrying the weight on the end of a limb You're just waiting for somebody to pick you up again Shaded by a tree, can't live up to a rose All you ever wanted was a sunny place to grow

Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up And let the world see all the beauty that you're made of 'Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell You're my Virginia Bluebell, my Virginia Bluebell

Even through the stone a flower can bloom You just need a little push, spring is coming soon Umbrella in the rain, let it roll off your back Weather what you can, realize what you have

Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up And let the world see all the beauty that you're made of 'Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell You're my Virginia Bluebell

Put a little light in the darkest places Put a little smile on the saddest faces

Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up And let the world see all the beauty that you're made of 'Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell You're my Virginia Bluebell, my Virginia Bluebell


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