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Poor ol’ little Eliza Jane
Didn’t have the sense
to get out of the rain
Her heartthrob
was Jimmy Bob
A boy so smart
he could keep a job
She smiled at him
an’ he turned red
Asked her to marry
and they did
Yes, somehow
they made their way
Pushin’ through day to day
Now Jimmy Bob
had an idea, he did
So Eliza Jane
had a couple of kids
It wasn’t easy
they worked real hard
Rented a house
with a tree in the yard
She smiled at him
He smiled at her
and time moved on
like a colorful blur
Loving and laughing
Sadness and tears
They held each other
through the passing years
Then it came
one passed away
The other sat there
Nothing left to say
And so it goes
The circle of life
The common story
Of a man and a wife
Since the beginning
It goes on still
One after another
And it always will
La la, la la la, la la, la la
This is another one of those songs that just wrote itself. I played that “A, hammer on D” chord, and in just a few minutes it was all over. I played it for Donna and she cried when I got to that middle part, you’ll know when you read or hear it.) This truly is one of my favorites. Someone once wrote that it was amazing how I could take something so banal and put so much life and emotion into it. But isn’t that what it’s all about? Life is what we make of it.
