I`ve been waiting for a long time to get these stories out. Tell me yours and I will tell you mine.
Come along to the riverside. Sit down now.
I just want to hear somebody else's whine.
If you`ve got tomorrow, I`ve got a blade.
We can dig a hole into an old book.
Keep our secrets there.
I know of another place beneath some overgrown vine.
I can cut them back and help you down.
There I`ll listen to every song you know.
I`ll clap when you are through.
And maybe then I will kiss you.
I`ve been waiting for a long time to get these stories out.
Tell me yours and I will tell you mine.
Spin them sideways, over ground, tie a rope around my shoulder.
Tend to aching in the morning.
Come along to the riverside.
Lay down now.
We can hold or not say all at all.
We`ll jump out the crow`s nest, heave ashore, wave the might skull and crossbones.
Up that hill and back down.
Об авторе:Kelly Joe Phelps plays, sings, and writes the blues. HOLD UP before you lock that in - forget about songs in a twelve bar three chord progression with a two line repeat and answer rhyme structure - though he can certainly do that when he wants to. I'm talking about a feeling, a smoky, lonesome, painful - yet somehow comforting groove that lets you know that you are not alone
I just want to hear somebody else's whine.
If you`ve got tomorrow, I`ve got a blade.
We can dig a hole into an old book.
Keep our secrets there.
I know of another place beneath some overgrown vine.
I can cut them back and help you down.
There I`ll listen to every song you know.
I`ll clap when you are through.
And maybe then I will kiss you.
I`ve been waiting for a long time to get these stories out.
Tell me yours and I will tell you mine.
Spin them sideways, over ground, tie a rope around my shoulder.
Tend to aching in the morning.
Come along to the riverside.
Lay down now.
We can hold or not say all at all.
We`ll jump out the crow`s nest, heave ashore, wave the might skull and crossbones.
Up that hill and back down.
Об авторе:Kelly Joe Phelps plays, sings, and writes the blues. HOLD UP before you lock that in - forget about songs in a twelve bar three chord progression with a two line repeat and answer rhyme structure - though he can certainly do that when he wants to. I'm talking about a feeling, a smoky, lonesome, painful - yet somehow comforting groove that lets you know that you are not alone