Miss Joline

Miss Jolene is sweeter than honey But sour on things she doesn't know Miss Jolene never mean Might pick up a stone but never through What makes us who we are Choices jangle round like keys What makes us who we can be It's in our hands, not the stars Mr. White was not often right Left on his own he'd do no wrong Mr. White would go out every night And wouldn't come back till dawn What makes us who we are Choices jangle round like keys What makes us who we can be It's in our hands, not the stars I knew one day I'd change my lifetime I've learned to have more than I've ever had I knew one day I'd change my lifetime I've learned to give more than I've ever have Mrs. Jolene met Mr. White walking last night in the park They fell in love now there's no one above And nothing will tear them apart What makes us who we are Choices jangle around like keys What makes us who we can be It's in our hands, not the stars