Lyrics
Now the nights are so long, i d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
Now if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes, i d lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes, now if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes
it s there i first listened to the lies that you told
where the willows hang down
Time cannot erase, time cannot erase, i d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
i d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
i look at the sky
If the ladies were squirrels with them high bushy tails, now i lie on my bed and i see your sweet face
I d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails, down in the hollow where the water runs cold, too lonesome to sing
Now if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes, i d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
i d lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes
It s there i first listened to the lies that you told, nothing is worse than a night without sleep, now the nights are so long
I d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails, the past i remember
i d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
i d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
the past i remember
If the ladies were squirrels with them high bushy tails, i d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails Keegan, time cannot erase
The letters you wrote me were written in shame, it s there i first listened to the lies that you told
I look at the sky, my sorrow runs deep
The past i remember, if the ladies were squirrels with them high bushy tails
my sorrow runs deep
the letters you wrote me were written in shame
It s there i first listened to the lies that you told, time cannot erase
On the banks of the river, i look at the sky, i d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
The past i remember, i look at the sky
Too lonesome to sing, if the ladies were squirrels with them high bushy tails
I look at the sky, now the nights are so long
Too empty to cry, i d lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes, the past i remember
Too lonesome to sing, now the nights are so long
now if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes
i d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
I walk out alone, too lonesome to sing, i look at the sky
i look at the sky
it s there i first listened to the lies that you told
i walk out alone
The past i remember, where the wild birds all warble with a low moaning sound Nails, too empty to cry
time cannot erase
On the banks of the river, nothing is worse than a night without sleep
I d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails, nothing is worse than a night without sleep
now the nights are so long
The past i remember, i d fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
Down in the hollow where the water runs cold, too empty to cry and, i walk out alone
And i know that your conscience still echos my name, on the banks of the river
Too empty to cry, down in the hollow where the water runs cold
now the nights are so long
If the ladies were squirrels with them high bushy tails, now if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes, it s there i first listened to the lies that you told
now if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes
i look at the sky
Down in the hollow where the water runs cold, where the wild birds all warble with a low moaning sound
It s there i first listened to the lies that you told, if the ladies were squirrels with them high bushy tails, where the willows hang down
now the nights are so long