SHE’S THE NEXT BEST THING
There was a girl from the outer coast
with a voice like a memory
who sang of those that went before
with a soulful reverie.
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We met her near the ocean camp
she was barely twelve years old
she joined our singin’ circle
and the stories did unfold.
With a little battered music box
playing songs in the Nashville style
she sang until the midnight hour
(Mamma said she could stay for awhile)
She’s the next best thing out of Aberdeen
yeah we’re all gonna know her name
She’s the next best thing out of Aberdeen
on a rollin' road to fame
She sang away the swirling mist
the stars, they opened wide
her song became a leaping flame
that turned away the tide
She said her daddy was a prairie
her mamma was the waves on the sea
she’s just a girl from the outer coast
with a voice like a memory
She’s the next best thing out of Aberdeen
I’ll bet you my last dime
you’ll have to go to Branson MO
to see her in her prime
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She said her daddy was a prairie
her mamma was the waves on the sea
She’s just a girl from the outer coast
with a voice like a memory