Counting Crows

Counting Crows - My Winding Wheel lyrics

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(Original by Ryan Adams ) 



Well night time let her through

Yeah I am talking to you

I wanna see her

Precious little thing

with eyes that dance around without their clothes 

So buy a pretty dress

Wear it out tonight

For anyone you think could out do me

Or better still, be my winding wheel 

Cause I feel just like a map

Without a single place to go of interest

And I am further north than south

If I could shut my mouth she'd probably like this 

So buy a pretty dress

And wear it out tonight

For all the boys you think could out do me

Or better still, be my winding wheel

Be my winding wheel

Well the children laugh and sing a song that ushers in her driving rain

And I am standing in the station like some old record waiting on a train

So buy a pretty dress

Wear it out tonight

For anyone you think could out do me

Or better still be my winding wheel

Be my winding wheel
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