You're old enough to know well The better things are all uphill Bitter songs are never sung In the highlands where you belong In the smoke of cannons
Got my window open wide I got my window open wide Got a good woman by my side Got a good woman by my side Now this kind of day has no night Yeah, this
I was born in the summer of Sam Smaller and sooner than planned Oh, in the spitting image of a man Raised by wolves on the fat of the land Clear of romance
Mother you saw my eyes On the fourth of July Under a banner of roman candles Mother war is kind Like hell but I am fine Brother have you gone west? You
Oh, in my mind's eye, a plantation In the clearing is a platform station In the distance is a kingdom Into the front line is how I'm coming They say
I made a promise to not let go Our tug of war has only made me want you more Steeped in hard luck and doomed to roam My love is braver than you know
We'd feel much better if we sunk this treasure And we laid our armor down Now these precious metals, these captain's letters Are no use to us now Oh,
I been working double shift all night Bees make honey, I'm making mine Good men are busy all the time I been working double shift all night My line of
It doesn't always have a shape Almost never does it have a name It maybe has a pitchfork, maybe has a tail But evil is alive and well It might walk upright
I'm worried 'bout you baby down in your rabbit hole The evening of our great escape is starting to unfold Out of bed, sleepy head it's different than
You're old enough to know well The better things are all up hill Bitter songs are never sung In the highlands where you belong In the smoke of cannons
Got my window open wide Got my window open wide Got a good woman by my side Got a good woman by my side Now this kind of day has no night Yeah, this
We'd feel much better if we sunk this treasure And laid our armor down These precious metals and these captain's letters They are no use to us now In
