Old Pictures - The Judds

Here’s a little girl playing dress up

She’s somewhere under all that lace

Standing in her momma’s high heel shoes

Gotta lipstick covered face

Here’s a little boy on a pony

He’s a cowboy all the way

Used to pull my hair and make me mad

At the Saturday matinee

Oh, who’d have thought I’d lose my heart

To the same little boy someday?

Looking through my old pictures

Faded photographs

Some of them bring me close to tears

Others make me laugh

All those old memories

They seem to come alive

Open up the past again

And let me dream inside

Here’s my brother with his very first automobile

We thought he’d wash the paint away

He took a job that took him west, he’s doing very well

But we don’t see much of brother these days

This is my favorite of my papa

He’s all dressed up in his Sunday suit

Wide brimmed hat, a watch on a chain

I’m gonna tell you the truth

It’s a picture of a downright handsome man

Caught in the prime of his youth

Ooh, who taught him to fly?

Ooh, who told years just roll on by?

Looking through my old pictures

Faded photographs

Some of them bring me close to tears

And others make me laugh

All those old memories

They seem to come alive

And open up the past again

And let me dream inside

I’m looking through my old pictures

Looking through my old pictures

Looking through my old pictures