
BOB'S MUSIC PLAYER
By: Glen Campbell
She picks up her apron, in little girl fashion
Oh, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife,
The photograph album, she takes from the closet,
She closes her eyes,
Oh, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife,
Oh, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife,
Oh, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife,
DREAMS OF THE EVERYDAY HOUSEWIFE
She looks in the mirror,
and stares at the wrinkles that weren't there yesterday.
And thinks of the young man that she almost married.
What would he think if he saw her this way?
and something comes into her mind.
Slowly starts dancing, remembering her girlhood.
And all of the boys she had waiting in line.
you see everywhere, any time of the day.
An everyday housewife,
who gave up the good life for me!
and slowly turns the page.
Carefully picks up the crumbling flower,
the first one he gave her,
now withered with age.
and touches the house dress that suddenly disappears.
And just for the moment,
she's wearing the gown
that broke all their minds,
back so many years!
you see everywhere, any time of the day.
An everyday housewife,
who gave up the good life for me!
you see everywhere, any time of the day.
An everyday housewife,
who gave up the good life for me!
you see everywhere, any time of the day.
An everyday housewife,
who gave up the good life for me!