Ruth - Glen Campbell

Yesterday

I thought I heard somebody say

Fly away and you’ll be free

Now and then

I think about what might have been

Old times and friends and Ruth

Oh, Ruth

Are the skies a little bluer now?

Are the loves a little truer now?

Than the loves we knew

Oh, Ruth

Only mountains and wind remain

They’re the only things that stay the same

Hmmm, don’t they, Ruth?

Oh, Ruth

Are the skies a little bluer now?

Are the loves a little truer now?

Than the loves we knew

Oh, Ruth

Only mountains and wind remain

They’re the only things that stay the same

Hmmm, don’t they, Ruth?