Amelia Curran The Company Store
At a quarter to midnight
Lays a corner stone
You can read by the moonlight
Aloud and alone
And from over your shoulder
It's courting your soul
Does it tell you your fortune
Or say nothing at all
In your dreams, you're Montana skies
In your dreams, you're a ruby and sapphire prize
In your eyes something to see
In your eyes pastures of green
In the company quarters, the company stores
Days make him the bargain that it made before
All the people are gathered ringing round about
Keep their parts in their pockets, bring that company down
In history, wayfarin' armies, cavalries above and beyond
Some were made of mothers and babies
Some were made of mother's own young
In a small dark alley where the sun won't go
There has got to be something could be diamonds and pearls
All the people are gathered ringing round about
Keep their parts in their pockets, find that dark alley out
O mystery, gem of the moment
Chivalry got lost in your smile
Some may say there's nothing to comment
Some may stay silent a while.
