Lyrics:
The Spinning Wheel

can't find the center How lonely that feels She's stuck in a heartache He's spinnin' his wheels She's stuck in a heartache He's spinnin' his wheels

'er the fire her grand grandmother sitting is crooning and moaning and drowsily knitting. cho: Merrily cheerily noisily whirring Swings the wheel spins the wheel

Spinning the wheel Spinning the wheel Spinning the wheel Spinning the wheel Five o'clock in the mornin', you ain't home I can't help thinkin' that's

differently There I go lost again in some kind of fantasy Without your love I couldn't keep it real Without your love I'd be a spinning wheel Funny

Instead of spinning my wheels Spinning my wheels Spinning my wheels Spinning my wheels Spinning my, spinning my wheels Spinning my, spinning my wheels Spinning my, spinning my wheels Spinning my, spinning my wheels

good to be real, how you're moving me I'm lost in a whirlwind so this is how it feels Spinning like a wheel so in love with you Spinning like a wheel

to you I'll keep you locked up so tight in my pocket Till you decide to slow down I'll keep spinning wheels, spinning wheels Moving alone the weather

of what?" Mother passed away and left her these Porcelain cups and hidden memories Photographs of who she used to be Clothes and a broken spinning wheel

Well, I spent my money on the spinning wheel last night Well, I spent my money on the spinning wheel last night Well, red twenty-seven didn't do me right