Friday, January 04, 2008

Good Ol' Joe P

won't you come away with me
and begin something we can't understand
i'm as lonely as the Irish Sea
i'm as willing as the sand

could it be so wrong, so wrong?
could it be so wrong, so wrong?

won't you come unbury me
could you light me up like a lemon grove
i'll save you from this dreamy life
to the hardest love you could ever know

could it be so wrong, so wrong?
could it be so wrong, so wrong?

but don't cry baby,
please don't cry baby
i'll be tender til the day i die

this love i have for you is terrible and true
how this sheltered loveless life
fades into the weakest shade of blue

its ruinous and true
how this sheltered loveless life
fades into the weakest shade of blue
weakest shade of blue

could it be so wrong, so wrong?
could it be so wrong, so wrong?

but don't cry baby,
please don't cry baby
i'll be tender til the day i die

this love i have for you is terrible and true
how this sheltered loveless life
fades into the weakest shade of blue

weakest shade of blue...


song and lyrics by Pernice Brothers

4 comments:

Henry C said...

such a lovely and sweet song. I miss enjoying the brothers play around town. being so right on about stuff.

Hmm i think ill check to see when they are in town next.

No Stand In Will Do said...

I believe Joe is busy writing a book right now...but checking them out is always a treat.

Henry C said...

btw thanks for inspiring. listening to scud mountain boys now

dbr said...

Is that a question? If so, sure thing, kid, if you want to.