Tell Me How

Tell me how she used to hold you Tell me how she used to fold the sheets Tell me how she used to hold your hand To cross the streets Tell me how she used to look Tell me how she used to walk on by Tell me how she used to squeeze you tight Turn you around and say goodbye As she passed the stores and the wooden bench Where the old men laughed and stared and called her names As she passed the stores and the wooden bench Where the old men laughed and stared and called her names Tell me how she used to say Now on your way and don't let me catch you Looking back but you always did Tell me how she used to smile right at you As she passed the stores and the wooden bench Where the old men laughed and stared and called her names As she passed the stores and the wooden bench Where the old men laughed and stared and called her names