Poco
Miscellaneous
Blue And Grey
There were flags flyin' high,
bright polished brass that dazzled the eye
The hot crowded street is covered by feet
kicking dust on the sky
She's standing there, the sun in her hair,
she's wavin' to me
We're heroes today, I heard someone say,
tonight home's where we'd be
The word comes down, the column winds its way from town
Goodbye sweet Anna Lee my love
Baby, baby now something ain't right,
clouds of thunder roll into sight
Overhead there's a mighty light, baby,
baby now something ain't right
The smoke hangs heavy on the ground, hiding the sun
The burning sky is on the run
Baby, baby now something ain't right,
there's a pain burning deep inside
And my legs just can't hold their stride,
baby, baby now something ain't right
There were flags flyin' high, bright polished brass that
dazzled the eye
She's standin' there, the sun in her hair, she's wavin' to me
Oh, she's wavin' to me, oh, she's wavin' to me

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