I hear many beautiful songs but
the chords that I strum cannot carry them
Notes falling in the wind
I see many beautiful works
turn to ashes and dirt
and I bury them
Deeper than a memory
I dream many wonderful things but I never
can seem to remember them
Except for the girl I could
never forget
Julia Julia Julia Julia
Not a girl in the whole wide world as beautiful
as Julia Ju lia Julia Julia Julia
Nothing better in the whole wide world than to
be loved by Julia
Her hand in the palm of my hand makes
me feel like I am who I say I am
I hold it closer than a memory
Her voice is the sound that I hear when I start
to disappear into the noise again
I hear her calling in the wind
Her eyes like a Tennessee sunrise
color in the clouds I'm living in
Once you have seen it you never forget
Ju lia Julia Ju lia Julia
Not a girl in the whole wide world as beautiful
as Julia Julia Julia Julia Julia
Nothing better in the whole wide world
than to be loved by Julia
Oh
Julia Oh Julia
Not a girl in the whole wide
world as beautiful
Oh Julia
Nothing better in the whole wide world
than to be loved by Julia
No nothing better in the whole
wide world than to be loved by Julia
No not a girl in the whole wide world
as beautiful as Julia