The Low Life
The Low Life - Four Walls songtekst
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Dandelion pastures When wind blows seeds scatter All across this sweet by and by No lights make it darker When they shut off our water We'll stroll to the sea at sunrise Long winding beaches The sunshine conceals us And noone can reach us for miles Lost in the desert Hangin out in t-shirts Thumbing down riggs for a ride Well we might not make it there I just wanna make that clear Blue skies cover green hills Sipping moonshine from gin stills Looking for a good place to hide Ice storms and snow drifts Cold feet and chapped lips We must've gone west and turned right And this is where we'll call home Got four walls and a burning stove I can't buy you gold when push comes to shove But all you will have in your hand is my love I'm not working from 9 to 5 Got some money you've put aside With any luck we'll get to see Graceland one day And this is where we'll call home Got four walls and a burning stove I can't buy you gold when push comes to shove But all you will have Round your wrist is my love Well we might not make it there No, I just wanna make that clear Spending all day driving Taking in horizons So many that we've left behind We'll be together we're so fucking cleaver Off into the sunset we'll ride This is where we'll call home Got four walls and a burning stove I can't buy you gold when push comes to shove But all you will have Round your wrist is my love Wrapped round your wrist is my love Held in your hand is my love Don't ever fear with my love Keep close to your heart all my love