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Andrija Tokic - Old Fashioned Gal Lyrics

[Verse 1]
My old-fashioned gal don't like the bustle of the city
And the flushing pots and cyber spots
And no space to get away from the wreckage
She knows her place way out in ole Appalachia
Where the Chickweed blooms to Chickadee's tune
And she plucks the mitten buttercups

[Chorus]
My old-fashioned gal is a real kinda pal
She don't care if I'm poor
Once my love doesn't need me no more
Than to have me around when the sun's goin' down
I do what I shall for my old fashion gal

[Verse 2]
She like to write her lettеrs on a piece purty paper
And put 'еm in an envelope with a stamp
And mail 'em at the post office
She digs for ramps in a West Virginia woods
Takes 'em home to her little shack
Spends the evening just a picklin' and grinnin'

[Chorus]
My old-fashioned gal is a real kinda pal
She don't care if I'm poor
Once my love doesn't need me no more
Than to have me around when the sun's goin' down
I do what I shall for my old fashion gal
[Instrumental Bridge]

[Verse 3]
She picks violet flowers
While walkin' through the grassy meadows
Make violent gin in little cans
Gives 'em away to her friends and family
I'd like to stay in a lovely little mountain home
And with her hand in mine forget the time
As we gaze at the clouds and the Rhododendrons

[Chorus]
My old-fashioned gal is a real kinda pal
She don't care if I'm poor
Once my love doesn't need me no more
Than to have me around when the sun's goin' down
I do what I shall for my old fashion gal

[Outro]
Well, I do what I shall
For my sweet young pretty old-fashioned gal