Old Man Luedecke

My Love Comes Stepping up the Stairs My love comes stepping up the stairs Loose blue ribbons in her long red hair Gold fare is flying in the dust filled air She slips into my naptime We were starting to look as strangers look Attractive, yes, but not

Lass Vicious Oh feel that spring fever, pouring through our open eyes We were meant to be together, and I brush your wrist and sparks fly I met you in the town of Dawson, where the Klondike river flows We had sunlight streaming through our bodies, we