Prescott Parks - Picking Out Cards

I saw your man today
Picking out cards
Picking out cards
Your man doesn't have much to say
Too many scars
Words are hard

He can't write a love song
Never held a guitar
Can't quite find the words to say
How wonderful you are

I saw your man today
Picking out cards
Picking out cards
I saw your man today
Picking out cards
Picking out cards

For you he'd move a mountain
Work fingers to the bone
Might bring home some flowers
But just can't write the poem

I saw your man today
Picking out cards
Picking out cards

I saw your man today
Picking out cards
Picking out cards

Written by:
Scott Parks

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