Written by Angela Faye Martin
LYRICS
I am a hundred and three years old
My land’s worth more than your weight in gold
And I never met the lover
Of my dreams
Bear paw prints and icy rocks
Abbreviate my winter walks
And summer gushes by
In the blink of an eye
There was a little boy with eyes of green
You never see things you wish you’d seen
Maybe maybe you
You know what I mean
This is the ballad
The ballad of Lolita Dean
This is the ballad
The ballad of Lolita Dean
As sure as they lengthen your blessing
There’s someone out there
Gonna teach you a lesson
That you did not need to learn
So hold your lanterns way down low
Reflect them off the silver snows
The branches have written directions
On the starry sky
The branches have written directions
On the starry sky
This is the ballad
The ballad of Lolita Dean
CREDITS
Angela Faye Martin: Voice, guitar
Mark Linkous: Concertina, dulcimer
PRODUCTION
Produced and engineered by Mark Linkous at Static King
Mastered by Ryan Laurie at REL Recording