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Jackie's House
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I´d put a liittle love note in a bottle throw it off the Bay Street
Bridge
Watch it glide along the willows
I´d run along the bank with the other kids
If that bottle didn´t hang up on the stones
It would ride that river with a will of its own
It´d go underground and come up in the crecek behind
 
Jackie´s house, Jackie´s house
I´d hang around until Jackie came out
My hands would shake my heart would ache
I didn´t know what is was but I first felt love
Behind Jackie´s house
 
You could hear a pin drop in that parlor it was horsechair chairs and old
lace
Jackie sat beside me like a statue
The other kids were out playing kids´games
Those funny feelings strage and unknown
They would rise like the river with a will of their own
With the risk I took when I first stole a look into
 
Jackie´s eyes, Jackie´s eyes
I saw forever like an endless sky
My hands would shake my heart would ache
I didn´t know what is was but I first saw love
Behind Jackie´s eyes
 
After all this time Jackie´s heart´s still mine
And the love keeps on flowing behind Jackie´s house, oh ...
Now our little ones they laugh and run down by the creek in the summer
sun
Jackie´s and me and the years agree
We know what it is, it´s love and it lives here
In Jackie´s house oh and in Jackie´s eyes
Oh in Jackie´s heart and mine