Lyrics

Sun stained photographs Window panes holding back the heat Of a Tennessee June An ice cube from the tray Dime stand lemonade Fade into late afternoon We have got no money, but we've got this We have got no money, but we've got this love Ray on the record player Jolene in the air Cross-legged on the linoleum Bare-faced, fingers laced in yours On this second floor apartment Wonder how we'll make rent Grocery store lilies in a vase You bought yesterday for me Just because you missed me We have got no money, but we've got this We have got no money, but we've got this love We don't have all the answers, but we've got this We don't have all the answers, but we've got this love I'm hanging off your every word As if they're all I've ever heard While we go sailing through the years Remember what we started here We have got no money, but we've got this We have got no money, but we've got this love We don't need every answer 'cause we've got this We don't need every answer 'cause we've got this love Oh, we got no, oh, we got no money But I got you, I got you Oh, we got no, oh, we got no money But I got you, I got you
Writer(s): Madonna Ringel, Eric Kinny Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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