67 Empty Jars Lyrics

There she is again

Sitting on the front porch

Counting every moment gone by

She pats her loyal friend

An old and blinded afghan hound

And no one ever comes around no more

People came and gone

They came with empty holes to fill

And always left with something to last

Sweet bitter reminisce

So many things she could have done

And wanted but it's all in the past

Cause time is moving so fast

Welcome to my world

Please help yourself

There's 67 empty jars

With extra dust on

Welcome to my world

My second shelf

Has everything you'll ever need

So please come back for more

The trees up in the sky

They'd show her how it is to fly

And how to have her feet on the ground

And now they're asking why

You left us here to wait for you

You sold us for a blinded old hound

And no one ever comes round

Welcome to my world

Please help yourself

There's 67 empty jars

With extra dust on

Welcome to my world

My second shelf

Has everything you'll ever need

So please come back for more

Please come back for more

Please come back for more

Come back for more