Song | Best I Ever Had |
Artist | The Felice Brothers |
Album | Celebration, Florida |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Cypress Grove | |
That’s where I’m heading | |
It’s way down Lexington | |
By the corner bar | |
I get off work | |
Around eleven | |
I’m sure they’ll let you in | |
If you come in style | |
And I won’t treat you so bad | |
’Cause you’re the best I’ve ever had | |
Oh oh oh | |
Your father’s gone | |
The famous criminal | |
Buried with his Pa in Illinois | |
His love’s asleep | |
In a turning windmill | |
Laying with a wanted Iriquois | |
But we don’t need to sleep at all | |
’Til the lights of Newburg fall | |
Saturn’s bright | |
The kids have scattered | |
Half of all I own is in my fist | |
Tie together your sheets | |
Throw ‘em out your window | |
And meet me where the ocean meets the cliff | |
Just like Joseph Kennedy | |
We’ll explode into the sea | |
Oh oh oh |
Cypress Grove | |
That' s where I' m heading | |
It' s way down Lexington | |
By the corner bar | |
I get off work | |
Around eleven | |
I' m sure they' ll let you in | |
If you come in style | |
And I won' t treat you so bad | |
' Cause you' re the best I' ve ever had | |
Oh oh oh | |
Your father' s gone | |
The famous criminal | |
Buried with his Pa in Illinois | |
His love' s asleep | |
In a turning windmill | |
Laying with a wanted Iriquois | |
But we don' t need to sleep at all | |
' Til the lights of Newburg fall | |
Saturn' s bright | |
The kids have scattered | |
Half of all I own is in my fist | |
Tie together your sheets | |
Throw ' em out your window | |
And meet me where the ocean meets the cliff | |
Just like Joseph Kennedy | |
We' ll explode into the sea | |
Oh oh oh |
Cypress Grove | |
That' s where I' m heading | |
It' s way down Lexington | |
By the corner bar | |
I get off work | |
Around eleven | |
I' m sure they' ll let you in | |
If you come in style | |
And I won' t treat you so bad | |
' Cause you' re the best I' ve ever had | |
Oh oh oh | |
Your father' s gone | |
The famous criminal | |
Buried with his Pa in Illinois | |
His love' s asleep | |
In a turning windmill | |
Laying with a wanted Iriquois | |
But we don' t need to sleep at all | |
' Til the lights of Newburg fall | |
Saturn' s bright | |
The kids have scattered | |
Half of all I own is in my fist | |
Tie together your sheets | |
Throw ' em out your window | |
And meet me where the ocean meets the cliff | |
Just like Joseph Kennedy | |
We' ll explode into the sea | |
Oh oh oh |