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| Roger Clyne & The Peacemakers |
Green & Dumb
Daisies stand up on their tip-toes
Clouds tumble over themselves in the sky
And all the pretty horses come runnin' to her
And even the dust devils pray
That they'll catch her eye
I haunt her house from the outside
I watch her bake cornbread and talk on the phone
And the wireless on the inside plays a sad sweet song
A mute moonlit statue am I, she waltzes alone
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue
And baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so green and dumb
The wind ain't stopped blowin' since morning
It's got me froze up on the inside
And I could get warm in the bunk house
And thaw out on coffee and bread
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so green and dumb
I need your government warning
like I need a hole in my head
Well, I won't shoot your coyotes
And I won't burn your weeds
Your paycheck won't fill up this hollow
It won't dull all the aching
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so green & dumb
If I weren't so green & dumb
If I weren't so green & dumb
If I weren't so green & dumb
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If I weren't so green & dumb
If I weren't so green & dumb
If I weren't so green & dumb
If I weren't so green & dumb
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
It won't dull all the aching
Your paycheck won't fill up this hollow
And I won't burn your weeds
Well, I won't shoot your coyotes
like I need a hole in my head
I need your government warning
If I weren't so green and dumb
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
And thaw out on coffee and bread
And I could get warm in the bunk house
It's got me froze up on the inside
The wind ain't stopped blowin' since morning
If I weren't so green and dumb
And baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
A mute moonlit statue am I, she waltzes alone
And the wireless on the inside plays a sad sweet song
I watch her bake cornbread and talk on the phone
I haunt her house from the outside
That they'll catch her eye
And even the dust devils pray
And all the pretty horses come runnin' to her
Clouds tumble over themselves in the sky
Daisies stand up on their tip-toes
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| hreen xumb |
| hGreen xDumb |
| Ghreen Dxumb |
| yreen eumb |
| yGreen eDumb |
| Gyreen Deumb |
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| bGreen fDumb |
| Gbreen Dfumb |
| vreen rumb |
| vGreen rDumb |
| Gvreen Drumb |
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| tGreen sDumb |
| Gtreen Dsumb |
| Grreen Duumb |
| Geen Dmb |
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| Gdeen Dhmb |
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| G4reen D7umb |
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| Ggeen Dkmb |
| Ggreen Dkumb |
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| Gteen Dimb |
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| G5reen D8umb |
| Gr5een Du8mb |
| Gfeen Djmb |
| Djumb |
| Grfeen Dujmb |
| Geeen Dymb |
| Gereen Dyumb |
| Greeen Duymb |
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