was shining on my bed; And at times, when she was sleeping, I would smile when I'd remember, How they used to call us "Jody and the kid." Now, the
Jody and the kid." Now, the world's a little older, and the years have changed the river, 'Cos there's houses where they didn't used to be; And on Sundays
was shining on my bed; And at times, when she was sleeping, I would smile when I'd remember, How they used to call us "Jody and the kid." Now, the world
