Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes
Warm evening, pale morning, bottle blues
And the tiny golden pins
That she wore up in her hair
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes
My mind was young until she knew
Secret thoughts known only by a few
Was a dream much to real
To believe against to know
All the time I think she knew
The words still dance inside my head
The comb still lies beside my bed
And the sun comes up without her
It just doesn't know she's gone
I remember everything she said
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes
Warm evening, pale morning, bottle blues
And the tiny golden pins
That she wore up in her hair
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes