Matthew | RIV 676 |
Joe Saltel |
Sides face, Grand Square
*I had an uncle, name of Matthew, he was his father's
only boy;
Born just south of Colby, Kansas
Left Allemande and Weave the Ring
Joy was just a thing that he was raised on,
Love was just a way to live and die;
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field,
Blue was just the Kansas summer sky
*And all the stories that he told me back when I was
just a lad;
All the memories that he gave me
*And so I wrote this down for Matthew, it's for
him this song is sung;
Riding on his daddy's shoulders
Heads Promenade go halfway
Walk in and Pass the Ocean wave
Extend and then Recycle, Reverse Flutterwheel
Veer to the Right and Ferris Wheel
Into the middle and Centers Pass Thru now
Swing the Corner girl and you Promenade
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field,
Blue was just the Kansas summer sky
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field,
Blue was just the Kansas summer sky