Iron & Wine "Call Your Boys" Songtext

Übersetzung nach:frhr

Call Your Boys

Call your boys now that the table's set and shiningNo one's seen any of them in many daysCall your boys, they shot a buzzard off a ChryslerAnd you still taste all that you swallowed before grace

And you'll forgive even the time they burned the hen houseAnd ran from you ran to the hills with burning hands

Setting sun framed in the doorway right behind youSeveral chores, surely some lessons left to tellSetting sun, wolves in the hills and now before youSit your boys each with their shining silverware

They'll bury you under the wood beside the carportThey'll bury you some neon stop along the way

Radio fuzz on the fence post by the pastureLong ago Liza and you would dance all dayNow you lay buried, the stern and sacred fatherIn sacred earth under the billboard in the rain

But one last toast, here's to the brave who went before usWho died in vain, died in a movie for a dream

Hier finden Sie den Text des Liedes Call Your Boys Song von Iron & Wine. Oder der Gedichttext Call Your Boys. Iron & Wine Call Your Boys Text.