Lyrics New South Wales.lrc Jason Isbell
[id: pshjvqvu]
[ar: Jason Isbell]
[al: Southeastern]
[ti: New South Wales]
[length: 03:55]
[00:10.12]Here we sit
[00:13.52]Across the table from each other
[00:17.93]A thousand miles from both our mothers,
[00:21.18]Barely old enough to rust
[00:23.73]Here we sit
[00:26.90]Pretending both our hearts are anchors
[00:31.12]Taking candy from these strangers
[00:34.23]Amidst the diesel and the dust
[00:38.68]And here we sit
[00:41.47]Singing words nobody taught us
[00:45.45]Drinking fire, and spitting sawdust,
[00:48.59]Trying to teach ourselves to breathe
[00:51.13]We haven’t yet,
[00:54.37]But every brings us closer
[00:58.86]Every flyer and every poster
[01:01.55]Gives a piece of what we need
[01:06.03]And the sand that they call cocaine cost you twice as much as gold
[01:11.96]You’d be better off to drink your coffee black
[01:17.34]But I swear, the land it listened to the stories that we told
[01:23.30]God bless the busted boat that brings us back
[01:43.26]Morning’s rough
[01:46.07]It don’t give a damn about the mission
[01:50.01]Has no aesthetic or tradition,
[01:54.38]Only lessons never learned
[01:55.95]And I’d had enough
[01:58.81]About a month ago tomorrow
[02:03.23]Parting holds no trace of sorrow
[02:06.01]For the bitter and the burned
[02:10.67]And the piss they call tequila even Waylon wouldn’t drink
[02:16.69]Well I’d rather sip this Listerine I packed
[02:22.19]But I swear, we’ve never seen a better place to sit and think
[02:27.70]God bless the busted ship that brings us back
[03:02.82]And the sand that they call cocaine cost you twice as much as gold
[03:08.63]You’d be better off to drink your coffee black
[03:14.18]But I swear, the land it listened to the stories that we told
[03:20.25]God bless the busted boat that brings us back
[03:27.14]Year of Release: 2013