South (Of America)

Lyrics

Oh There's dogs calling awfully out here There's crows with their mouths filled with tears And there's black water calling all around where we lay And I have been sad now too many days And she would harness my heart, if it harnessed that way So babe, I am going, I am going away Women are all gorgeous down here Long and brown like deer And she's always arriving in her dark river skirt Winding holes through the valley, bending bones in the dirt And hiding poems I had tossed under blankets of sand Babe, I am sorry, I'm sorry, I am It never gets cold way down here I can live off of watermelons and beer I'll never go hungry, I will never go home Never call to my lover, "Lover, leave me alone" Never harden my heart like some fruit in the snow But will walk, babe, I know this, unnoticed, unknown