Didn't She Really Thrill Them (Back In 1924)

She sits there on her front porch every day at 4 o’clock

Waving at the traffic that runs up and down the block

Her face and hands are wrinkled and her grey hair almost shines

Over 50 years have come and gone since she was in her prime.

A high school girl in blue jeans stops each Thursday afternoon

They talk about life and love and phases of the moon

She lets the girl try on her gown she’s kept for all these years

She talks about when she was young, her old eyes filled with tears.

Didn’t she really thrill them back in 1924

Young men fell in love with her

When she came through the door

Every dance was taken

Still they’d ask for just one more

Oh she stole their hearts away in 1924

She holds a photo album as she rocks there in her chair

Here’s the men she almost married – they all look so debonair

She remembers all the faces and the night each one proposed

It makes her feel so young again as her old eyes slowly close.

The papers never said much when the old maid passed away

For the man who drove the moving-van it was just another day

The florist never understood when the young girl left the store

Just why she sent a wreath that said from the class of ’24.

Didn’t she really thrill them back in 1924

Young men fell in love with her

When she came through the door

Every dance was taken

Still they’d ask for just one more

Oh she stole their hearts away in 1924.

Didn’t she really thrill them back in 1924

Young men fell in love with her

When she came through the door

Every dance was taken

Still they’d ask for just one more

Oh she stole their hearts away in 1924.