Taylor Big Creak'n Bedsprings
The loneliest sound, that ever I heard, Warn't no freight train, warn't no night-singing bird; But the sound of bed-springs, creakin' with love and life; Just a hurtful reminder how love has passed me by. Young folks next door, you know the walls are thin; When they ain't fighting what they doing again; Its the sound of bed-springs, creakin' with love and life; Just a hurtful reminder how love has passed me by. In every movie, every love scene I see, On every channel of every TV, Its the sound of bed-springs, creakin' with love and life; Just a hurtful reminder how love has passed me by. Through my open window, when the night is clear, The outside world makes that sound that I hear; Its the sound of bed-springs, creakin' with love and life; Just a hurtful reminder how love has passed me by.
