Up My Sleeve

Album cover art for "Up My Sleeve" by Jim Lauderdale

Jim Lauderdale - Pop

Up My Sleeve

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Duration: 5:19

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] Set another place at the table, 'cause I must be dreaming Sitting by the side of the window, your shadow is gleaming I'm rubbing on my eyes but you don't seem to go away I can almost half believe that you mean to stay [Verse 2] Talking with Freight Car Betty about the state of the nation She told me everything she knew without hesitation Mysterious ways are the order of the day, we all know it There's a heart up every sleeve but who has time to show it? [Chorus] Hangin' round on the ground, smilin' up my sleeve To make a dream get real, gotta choose what to believe Everything comes around if you know how to wait Resign yourself to wander hand in hand with fate [Verse 3] A stranger from Twentynine Palms dims the light of the moon Caresses his sad guitar and plays a highway tune Lilies of the mornin' wake up in the midnight baffled Yearning or that lonesome road, some hobo travel [Verse 4] Wander through the catacombs, looking for a heart to believe in Don't seem to find it, so I reckon that it's not the season Wander through lost till I find a place to take my ease in Where a handful of dark flowers bloom for their own good reason [Verse 5] Wisdom is a way of looking at the bright side of sadness The prospect of joy in-between interludes of madness We all know meaning is essentially a relative thing But what you can't exactly say, you can sometimes sing [Chorus] Hangin' round on the ground, smilin' up my sleeve To make a dream get real, gotta choose what to believe Everything comes around if you know how to wait Resign yourself to wander hand in hand with fate [Verse 6] In convincing myself I live the only life I could Blew it bad a time or two, and that's understood So I commend my soul to grace and accept defeat As things that matter each vanish down a one way street [Verse 7] But here by the window I can see your shadow gleamin' For in at the curtain the morning sun comes streamin' I feel a beat in a place that seemed cold as stone So I guess my heart still has a life of its own [Chorus] Hangin' round on the ground, smilin' up my sleeve To make a dream get real, gotta choose what to believe Everything comes around if you know how to wait Resign yourself to wander hand in hand with fate [Chorus] Hangin' round on the ground, smilin' up my sleeve To make a dream get real, gotta choose what to believe Everything comes around if you know how to wait Resign yourself to wander hand in hand with fatee [Outro] Set another place at the table, 'cause I must be dreaming

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Credits

Writers
  • Robert Hunter
  • Jim Lauderdale