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Lyrics

Arlette
(Lyrics by Emilia Rose Blackwell)
(Music by Keith Brown)

Well there’s a girl I used to know who’s living down in San Antone,
And though the lady once was mine along another place and time,
I stood and watched her slip away, the price of love we sometimes pay,
The day the piper called it due for all the things I put her through.

Now there’s a lesson to be learned, you play with fire, you get burned,
A casualty of a lover’s crime can re-appear at any time,
The lady walked into the room, her beauty on display full bloom,
She stood before me, softly smiled, and left me standing there beguiled.

Arlette, Arlette, your hair is long, blonde and free as it blows in the breeze,
Arlette, Arlette, you’ve got me down on my knees, girl I’m begging you please.

Well, it was way back at the start, I won her love and broke her heart,
A gently laughing, loving soul, and yet I never told her so,
I should’ve held her tenderly, but I was blind and could not see,
Instead, I let her walk away, I wish that she were here today.

Arlette, Arlette, your hair is long, blonde and free as it blows in the breeze,
Arlette, Arlette, you’ve got me down on my knees, girl I’m begging you please.

If I could turn back time, I’d change the paradigm of the way things used to be,
And I’d effect a change and maybe rearrange so that you’d be here with me,
Now it was not so grand to play a losing hand when my heart it wasn’t true,
But please understand, I never planned to fall in love with you.

Well, there’s a girl I used to know, still living down in San Antone,
The little riverside cafes she frequents each and every day,
And though we live our days apart I hold her dear within my heart,
You know, I love her just the same and every night I call her name.

Arlette, Arlette, your hair is long, blonde and free as it blows in the breeze,
Arlette, Arlette, you’ve got me down on my knees, girl I’m begging you please.

Arlette, Arlette, your hair is long, blonde and free as it blows in the breeze,
Arlette, Arlette, you’ve got me down on my knees, girl I’m begging you please.

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