Written by Mel Tillis and Fred Burch
Strange, how you stopped loving me
How you stopped needing me
When she came along
Oh, how strange
Strange, you changed like night and day
Just up and walked away
When she came along
Oh, how strange
CHORUS:
Well, I guess that I was just your puppet
You held on a string
To think I thought you really loved me
But look what thoughts can bring
Strange, you're still in all my dreams
Oh what a funny thing
I still care for you
Oh, how strange
REPEAT CHORUS
REPEAT LAST VERSE
How strange...
© Cedarwood Publishing (BMI)Valley of dry Bones
Bless the Land
Arise come together Bone to Bone
Fusion of Flesh to Bone
Sand becomes the Blood of Man
Do it because I say you will
Repent to thee or turn to Dust
Just like the Sand
There'll be no rest
Valley of Dry Bones
Valley of Dry Bones
Bless the Land
Arise come together Bone to Bone