Brass Buttons

Gram Parsons

Brass buttons green silk and silver shoes

Warm evenings pale mornings 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 untill it grew

My secret thoughts known only by a few

It was a dream much too real

To believe again too soon

And all the time I think she knew

Her words still dance inside my head

Her comb still lies beside my bed

And the sun comes up without her now

It just doesn't know she's gone

And I remember everything she said

Brass buttons green silk and silver shoes

Warm evenings pale mornings bottle blues

And the tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair

Brass buttons green silks and silver shoes