Annie-Maybe Lyrics

ANNIE
Maybe far away or maybe real nearby
He may be pouring her coffee
She may be straighting his tie
Maybe in a house all hidden by a hill
She's sitting playing piano
He's sitting paying a bill


Betcha they're young, betcha they're smart
Bet they collect things like ashtrays and art
Betcha they're good, why shouldn't they be?
Their one mistake was giving up me


So maybe now it's time and maybe when I wake
They'll be there calling me "Baby"
Maybe...


Betcha he reads, betcha she sews
Maybe she's made me a closet of clothes
Maybe they're strict, as straight as a line
Don't really care as long as they're mine


So maybe now this prayer's the last one of its kind
Won't you please come get your baby

Maybe