Hush falls the evening And tickles the bell One freckle, three freckle, four
Hush falls the evening And tickles the bell Love, close your eyes There are stories to tell Troubles and marks and sakes to keep Blow out the candle and go to sleep I hang the moon that looks to the west Tied to your pillow and twice ‘round your chest Should the sky thunder and should the stars mist Water the branches that sprout from your wrist
Once was a man On a dark and cruel road One freckle, three freckle, four Once was a man On a dark and cruel road Where strangers and brothers And caravans towed Troubles and marks and sakes to keep Blow out the candle and go to sleep
Each pushed in fog With wife and a child One freckle, three freckle, four Each pushed in fog With wife and a child Out of Virginia And into the wild Troubles and marks and sakes to keep Blow out the candle and go to sleep I hang the moon that looks to the west Tied to your pillow and twice ‘round your chest Should the sky thunder and should the stars mist Water the branches that sprout from your wrist
Wife shook with fever And sick went the air One freckle, three freckle, four Wife shook with fever And sick went the air He tied her to saddle 'Til thirst took the mare Troubles and marks and sakes to keep Blow out the candle and go to sleep
Some drifted missing And some drifted found One freckle, three freckle, four Some drifted missing And some drifted found He carried his wife 'Til they fell to the ground Troubles and marks and sakes to keep Blow out the candle and go to sleep I hang the moon that looks to the west Tied to your pillow and twice ‘round your chest Should the sky thunder and should the stars mist Water the branches that sprout from your wrist
He held her down With a man and his son One freckle, three freckle, four He held her down With a man and his son Nobody spoke As he emptied his gun Troubles and marks and sakes to keep Blow out the candle and go to sleep
Wagons and heels turned And limped as he froze One freckle, three freckle, four Wagons and heels turned And limped as he froze He strangled her locket Away from the crows Troubles and marks and sakes to keep Blow out the candle and go to sleep I hang the moon that looks to the west Tied to your pillow and twice ‘round your chest Should the sky thunder and should the stars mist Water the branches that sprout from your wrist
Day came And he and his blood were forgot One freckle, three freckle, four Day came And he and his blood were forgot Save for the branches That from his wrist shot Troubles and marks and sakes to keep Blow out the candle and go to sleep
Weary the prairies And littered with dead One freckle, three freckle, four Weary the prairies And littered with dead I'll leave her locket Right here on your bed Troubles and marks and sakes to keep Blow out the candle and go to sleep I hang the moon that looks to the west Tied to your pillow and twice ‘round your chest Should the sky thunder and should the stars mist Water the branches that sprout from your wrist
Hush falls the evening And tickles the bell One freckle, three freckle, fourTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
