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Jenner Fox - Nelda Stockman lyrics

Artist: Jenner Fox

album: Buffalo


Nelda Stockman was her name
You can't make up that sorta thing
Skin like a plastic bag
I was the only visitor she had
She stood four feet short
With eyes that always seemed to water
She was old
But she was somebody's daughter
She didn't talk much anymore
They didn't say what for
We'd sit there and hold hands
I'd sing her old country standards
To know the room you're gonna die in
Does it make you free or make you silent
She was old
But you should have seen her smiling

Between the breathing machines and beeps
I wondered how she'd ever sleep
The TV never stopped
But I never heard her watch it
She kept a military man
Beside her bed in a frame
She was old
And there was nobody to blame

Nelda Stockman was her name
You can't make up that sorta thing
She died in her hospice room
I'd long since moved
I just got a letter
It was typed and numb
Said she was old
And her time had come
The day she passed
Is a day I can't remember
The day she passed
Was just like the day after

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