Gulf Road

(альбом: Saint Mary Of The Woods - 2002)

Not a hot cup of coffee, nor a cold glass of tea
Ever crossed your lips in my company
Straight bourbon whiskey was all we'd abide
So let's don't hold back now, we've got nothing to hide.
So much we savoured, yet so much we missed
You know I never meant you to see me like this
Just a faint distant flicker from the last of the storm
You know a taste of that liquor could do me no harm.

Light me a candle, light me a fire
Come sit by the window with the shades drawn
To the best of intentions and the worst of desires
We'll leave by the Gulf Road in the grey dawn.

I take a short handled shovel, I take a long handled hoe
Cover my bones when the West wind blows
Smooth it off even, pack it down hard
I'll no more be here but I'll never be far
I'll no more be here but I'll never be far.

Light me a candle, light me a fire
Come sit by the window with the shades drawn
To the best of intentions and the worst of desires
We'll leave by the Gulf Road in the grey dawn
We'll leave by the Gulf Road in the grey dawn.