Her Hair Was Red

I walked across the bridge to the island And sat down in the grass by the old homestead I listened to the song of the cicadas And thought about the one whose hair was red This is where she gave birth to my father Back when she was just a newly wed You wouldn't know it looking at this picture That her eyes were blue, hair was red You wouldn't know she traveled far and wide You wouldn't know she lived here all her life There is so much you'll never know about her So much left to say that's left unsaid But I have got this picture in my memory And her eyes are blue, her hair is red Yes her eyes Were baby blue, and was hair Was red --- Her Hair Was Red - Rodney Crowell and Emmylou Harris