Funeral Beds

(альбом: The Districts - 2016)

These great fields are stretching
Taking me oh so far
Great fields are stretching
Savannah stretching oh so far

And this dry air is taking
My girl and it's oh so hard
And I wish I had a melody for a songbird to sing back my love

Oh my savannah
Did it have to be so hard?
Oh my savannah
Taking all my love and all my heart

Tailor won't you make me
The finest suit so dark and black and grey
And old john won't you lend me
The finest gun your eyes have ever laid

The fastest bullet flying
So quick nobody ever feel no pain
Cause the plains they took my baby
And I'm gonna take her to the funeral beds to lay

And oh my savannah
Did it have to be so hard?
Oh my savannah
Taking all my love and all my heart

Oh no no...
Oh no no...
Oh no no...

And I'm struggling, and I'm stumbling
And I need to start
And I'm struggling, and I'm stumbling
I need a friend
I'm struggling, and I'm stumbling
I need you in my heart

Tailor won't you make me
The finest suit so dark and black and grey
And old john won't you lend me
The finest gun your eyes have ever laid

The fastest bullet flying
So quick nobody ever feel no pain
Cause the plains they took my baby
And I'm gonna take her to the funeral beds to lay

And I'm struggling, and I'm stumbling
And I need to start
I'm struggling, and I'm stumbling
I need you in my heart
I hate to say I love you
But oh goddamn I love you
You know I do
But you're gone away, gone away, gone away

These great fields are stretching
Taking me oh so far