And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes
Well, there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
From the other direction, she was calling my eye
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff
I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue
Seldom turns out the way it does in a song
In the strangest of places if you look at it right
I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door
I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass by
Well, I ain't always right but I've never been wrong
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough
Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand
Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues
Wind in the willow's playin', "Tea for Two"
Once in a while you get shown the light
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try
And I knew without askin' she was into the blues
