JOE LaMAY & SHERRI REESE
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Somerset, KY 42502
606-305-6741
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Original Song Lyrics:


Angel In Your Eyes
Ballad In Plain Bb

Banks of the Oswego
Bluebird Blues
Colin's Song
Comin' Home to Say Goodbye
Could've Been In Kansas
Cumberland Rose
Dark Clouds
Darlin' Susie
David K
Down By The Willow Grove
Farewell My Crazy Love
Give Me That Book
Golf Incident
Hands Of An Artist
Heavenward Bound
I Can't Sing This Song
I Don't Know Why You Come Here
I Thought Heaven Was Calling Me Home
It's a Long Long Way Up this Mountain
It's Not Over
Little Old Church
Low Bossie Low
Make Them Chickens Fly
Mama, Put Down That Picture
Marbletown
Maryville
More To You Than Meets The Heart
Name On A Stone (Anna)
The Old Man Has Gone
On A Quiet Morning In Spring
One More Banjo Laid Down
Play Me Your Song
Pray Our Songs To Keep
Rollin' Hills Of Mexico
Rose Of The Genesee
Rust on the Tracks
The Sailor's Curse
Sandy Beach
The Seeds They Sowed
Silent Lonesome Sound
Singing Just For Friends
Song For Someone
Song For Texas
Steal You Away
Stone By Stone
Telephone Blues
That Lovers' Tune
These Texas Blues
We Never Did Get To See Albert Einstein
When I'm With You
Where Do The Butterflies Dance?
Wildwood Flower Seeds

Co-written:
Bones Do Rattle (Debra Stout & Joe LaMay)
For a Nickel and a Song
(Richard Atkinson & Joe LaMay)
Hey Little Red Bird (Victoria Barber & Joe LaMay)
I Can't Open That Door (Joe LaMay & Dennis Dougherty)
Oh, I Remember That Song (Dennis Dougherty & Joe LaMay)
Passages of Time (Sunny Moser & Joe LaMay)
Rock Bottom is a Solid Place to Start (Dennis Dougherty & Joe LaMay)

Additional Lyrics Added:
Lonesome Valley
Rollin' Hills of Kentucky
When The Fields Are White With Daisies


Where Do The Butterflies Dance?PDF
Words and Music by Sherri Reese

Instead of sweeping up the pieces of the life she led before
She said no - that isn’t what I want, not going back there anymore
As the front door slammed and the angry words trailed far away
She knew the ground beneath her feet was quickly giving way

Could she break out of this darkness like a butterfly
Transformed and given wings to rise
And dance the dance of joy
Where do the butterflies dance
Where do the butterflies dance
Where do the butterflies dance

She needed time to rediscover who she was and why
He said she had a heart of stone and her warmth had turned to ice
It was distance that she needed between the old ways and the new
She hoped that it would help to starve the devils in her too

Cause she was moving ahead
Not looking back
Going to find
Where the butterflies dance
Where the butterflies dance
Where the butterflies dance

Somewhere in her journey as she headed for the night
Someone called out to her, she struggled to hear the voice
She heard the heart that beats within you will tell you what is right
Don’t shut it down again my friend, you paid too great a price
She felt the stone inside her turn to grains of sand
The icy sculpture she’d become melted in her hands
Is this where the butterflies dance
Is this where the butterflies dance

The demons of the past bubbled up and burst
She wondered if this was a death or was it a rebirth
Just then...
The butterflies danced
The butterflies danced
The butterflies danced

©1999 Sherri Reese. Pressed For Time, BMI.
All rights reserved.

Pressed For Time
PO Box 305
Somerset, KY 42502
606-305-6741

Released on:
Joe LaMay & Sherri Reese Maryville (2000)
What The Woof? Music

 


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