Ruth

Yesterday, I thought I heard somebody say Fly away and you'll be free Now and then I think about what might have been Old times and friends and Ruth. Oh, Ruth Are the skies a little bluer now Are the loves a little truer now Than the loves we knew? Oh, Ruth Only mountains and wind remain They're the only things that stay the same Hmmm, don't they, Ruth? --- Instrumental --- Oh, Ruth Are the skies a little bluer now Are the loves a little truer now Than the loves we knew? Oh, Ruth Only mountains and wind remain They're the only things that stay the same Hmmm, don't they, Ruth?...