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I've traveled the world |
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And the seven bright seas |
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For the keys to these riddles you've lain before me |
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Been used and abused |
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By these lesser deities |
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For to ease my disease |
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I'm on bended knees |
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To my lonely lovely girl in the coat |
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I prayed your heart |
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I danced for rain |
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Some wise men, shepherds and indians came |
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Been chased and mistreated |
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Been put down to shame |
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All the same if |
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I bring rainthat's the name of the game |
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To my lonely lovely girl in the coat |
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Cause winter is where she abides all the while |
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And hillsides are covered in snow |
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The summertime sister sends letters to me |
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She speaks with a voice that |
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I knowA voice that |
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I knowIn a broke down truck on the edge of this town |
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With a dusty old world spinning round and round |
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Been caught, |
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I been shot, |
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I been buried alive |
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But that's nothing compared to the look in her eye |
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To my lonely lovely girl in the coat |
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Cause winter is where she abides all the while |
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And hillsides are covered in snow |
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The summertime sister sends letters to me |
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She speaks with a voice that |
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I knowA voice that |
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I knowNa, na na na, na na na |
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Na na na, na na na, |
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Na na na, na na na |
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Na, na na na, na na na |
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Na na na, na na na, |
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Na na na, na na na |
