Album: The Ballad of Dood & Juanita (2021)
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  • There's an ocean of stars
    Hovering over me
    I lay under them dreaming
    Your face all I see
    I'm caught up in fever
    And shivering too
    All that's keeping me alive is the thought of losing you

    When I found you I was at my end
    So hold on, Juanita
    I'll find you again

    You are the ocean
    I am a grain of sand
    In waves of emotion
    A violent and craven man
    But the day that I found you
    Calm washed over the storm
    The sun came up in soft blue eyes and the moon in arms so warm

    Where'd your mama get that name?
    There's no señoritas
    From the mountains where you came
    And if I ever saw one
    She wouldn't be pretty as you
    With black hair so long and soft eyes so blue

    Juanita, I'll search the world till you're in my hands
    Juanita, I'll find you
    I'll find you again


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