American Folk [compilation] (2006) by Various Artists (보컬) on maniadb.com

oh i'd like to find myself
trapped in some desert town with you
just me and you

my long black hair waving in the drive-in
me waving at you, my lover
from some ancient balcony

but like a
first division i see you
and your gone
way out could id run to

come back
come back
come back

but you're
gone california
and it's just my fate
making me blue
why else would i see you
today

but im not in some desert town
and you're not there with me
im underground in NYC

the city of perpetual motion
the city that never sleeps
thats alright, i wasn't tired anyways

i was so close getting clear
thought i had nothing to fear

you'd be on a plane
and you'd be gone
and it would be done
but there are

18 million people in this town
who spend the day
bummin' around
just to bump into you
on third avenue

yeah

and its a
pale moon
burning sun
when will i see my only one

pale moon
burning sun
when will i see my only one

well i think it's unbelievable
i think it's incredible
it's magical
it's tragic

but i know we'll meet again someday
and we'll be very far away
and i'll know you
and you'll know me
and we're gonna both agree

that we belong together
we belong together
we belong together

we belong together
we belong together
we belong together

cause it's a pale moon
burning sun
when will i see my only one

pale moon
burning sun
when will i see my only one

yeah
yeah

oh
oh i'd like to find myself
trapped in some desert town with you
just me and you
just me and you

Here I am standing at your window again
Waiting for you to say go away or come in
I'm your locked door's worst knocker
I'm your curtain's best friend
I'm trying hard to love you ? you don't make it easy, babe
I'm trying hard to love you ? I'm looking for an easy way

Your friends ask about me you say I can be found
With cheap romance novels with their spines battered down
Oh the heart has no bones you say so it won't break
But the purpose of loving is the pounding it takes
I'm trying hard to love you ? you don't make it easy, babe
I'm trying hard to love you ? I'm looking for an easy way

The ropes that have bound me leave no marks by their knots
And though they're your hair that don't mean I'm not caught
I know the song of the handcuffs as they scrape across the floor
But that new thing you've got, I've got no clue what it's for
I'm trying hard to love you ? you don't make it easy, babe
I'm trying hard to love you ? I'm looking for an easy way

With fortune's rocks millstones you hang round my throat
And a brick for my window weighted down with a note
I hope you find someone just as hard as you come
In this hard world sadly that's so easily done
I'm trying hard to love you ? you don't make it easy, babe
I'm trying hard to love you ? I'm looking for an easy way

I'm trying hard to love you ? you don't make it easy, babe
I'm trying hard to love you ? there's gotta be an easy way

In the depths of the deep blue sea
There's a blue as blue as me
Where a quiet symphony plays for the lonely

I could just let it all go
Sink down to the world below
Where I don't breathe but I don't know
Cause I'm breathless

When it's love
It will rain sometimes
When it's love, it will pour
Pour

I don't where my lover went
But I know that he took the rent
And I know that he went and spent all my loving

And I'm not rich, but I don't care
I'll find that boy anywhere
I'll walk the land, fly the air, and tread water

When it's love
It will rain sometimes
When it's love, it will pour
Pour

If the moon could sing a song
With the symphony in the blue beyond
They'd tell me he was really gone forever

When it's love
It will rain sometimes
When it's love, it will pour

When it's love
It will rain sometimes
When it's love, it will pour
Pour, pour, pour

It will pour
It will pour
It will pour

Oh I'm sailing away, my own true love
I'm sailing away in the morning
Is there something I can send you from across the sea?
From the place where I'll be landing?

There's nothing you can send me, my own true love
There's nothing I'm wishing to be owning
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean

Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Maybe silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona

If I had the stars of the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss
That's all I wish to be owning

Oh, I might be gone a long ol' time
And it's only that I'm asking
Is there something I can send you to remember me by?
To make your time more easy passing?

How can, how can you ask me again?
Well it only brings me sorrow
Oh, the same thing I would want today
I would want again tomorrow

Oh, I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from his ship a-sailing
Saying, I don't know when I'll be coming back again
It depends on how I'm feeling

If you, my love, must think that away
I'm sure your mind is a-roaming
I'm sure your thoughts are not with me
But with the country where you're going

So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Take heed of stormy weather
And yes, there is something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather

As I row, row, row
Going so slow, slow, slow
Just down below me is the old sea
Just down below me is the old sea

Nobody knows, knows, knows
So many things, things, so
So out of range, sometimes so strange
Sometimes so sweet, sometimes so lonely

The further I go
More letters from home never arrive
And I'm alone, all of the way
All of the way, alone and alive

Just have to go, go, go
Where I don't know, know, know
This is the thing somebody said
Somebody told me a long time ago

The further I go
More letters from home never arrive
And I'm alone, all of the way
All of the way, alone and alive

As I row, row, row
Going so slow, slow, slow
Just down below me is the old sea
Just down below me is the old sea

As I row, row, row
Going so slow, slow, slow
Just down below me is the old sea
Just down below me is the old sea

As I row, row, row
Going so slow, slow, slow
Just down below me is the old sea
Just down below me is the old sea

As I row, row, row
Going so slow, slow, slow
Just down below me is the old sea
Just down below me is the old sea

Well, I lived in a town
Way down south
By the name of Owensboro
And I worked in a mill
With the rest of the “trash"?
As we're often called
As you know

Well, we rise up early
In the morning
And we work all day real hard
To buy our little meat and bread
Buy sugar, tea, and lard

Well, our children
Grow up unlearned
With no time to go to school
Almost before they learn to walk
They learn to spin and spoon

Well, the folks in town
They dress so fine
And spend their money free
But they would hardly look
At a factory hand
Who dresses like you or me

Would you let them wear
Their watches fine
Let them wear their gems
And pearly strings

But when that day
Of judgement comes
They'll have to share
Their pretty things