Lyrics:
The Dark-Eyed Juncoes know
The Northern Cardinal's working ground control
Deer Mice
Dear Mourning Doves
The snow is falling from above
Go on ahead
back home
And he asked me, "Why do you ride for your money? Tell me, why do you rope for short pay?
You ain't a gettin' nowhere and you're losin'
Another northern sky
Another motorway parade
Another day like this
Whatever will be will be
And we will be in Shrews bury
(Do I have to go?)
Do I
home
[Chorus]
He asked me
Why do you ride for your money?
Why do you rope for short pay?
You ain't gettin' nowhere
And you're losin' your share
find
So the way that I feel, it's not hard to decide
I'll take Southern hospitality or Northern pride
Maybe he's a millionaire
Or maybe he's poor,
(you’re short)
Lukewarm not hot not cool
You’re short
You’re short
You’re as tiny as a shrew
I’ve been the shortest mother fucker all my life whatsitooya?
friend back home
And he asked me
Why do you ride for your money
Tell me why do you rope for short pay
You ain't a'gettin' nowhere
And you're
But you can walk up to any cop or FBI man or CIA agent
And you can say, "Excuse me, I want to rule the world"
RIP to Doom, taming of the shrew, I
home
(chorus)
she asked me
Why does he ride for his money?
Why does he rope for short pay?
he ain't gettin' nowhere
And he's losin' his share
Beyond the fjords, through the forests
When days are short and darkness grows
The only way through is on eagle's wings
Before the skies give birth
the cold winds blow
The longest train I ever saw
Was down that northern line
The engine passed by at ten o'clock
The cab passed by at nine
In the pines, in
Goodnight Pacific Shrew
Goodnight Mountain Goat
Time to Dream
Time to Sleep
Just like me
Goodnight Grizzly Bear
Goodnight Bald Eagle
Time
It was 1989, my thoughts were short my hair was long
Caught somewhere between a boy and man
She was seventeen and she was far from in-between
It
the night comes falling from the sky
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
It was on the northern border of Texas where I crossed the line
I
the night comes falling from the sky
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
It was on the northern border of Texas where I crossed the line
I
And he asked me
Why do you ride for your money
and why do you rope for short pay
You ain't a'gettin' nowhere
And you're loosin' your share
Boy, you
When I was a child, an inch was a mile, each passing day, felt like a year
And now I'm here, where time is fleet, it's short but sweet and that seems
Love only makes sense for the ones who fall
The pulse can quicken and the breath be short
The mind takes a short vacation yes to free the soul
It was 1989, my thoughts were short my hair was long
Caught somewhere between a boy and man
She was seventeen and she was far from in-between
It
Johnny got his kicks battlin' wits
He was a sharp shootin' devil with a steel mindset
Born of a shrew and a man on the run
He was figured
Scandinavian Skin
Long small thoughts
Fill the empty skull of an empty small soul
Short and heavy boats
Take my oaths and all I take for granted
Look long
Look long
Look long
Me and Marsha went walking up in northern Minnesota
On a night so freezing cold the earth stood still
She talked about
and the horns knotty and heavy. The body, which is short and clumsy,
is mounted on tall legs. The moose inhabits the northern parts of both Europe
and America.
The time has come
Northern Autopsy
Beaten
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