Songtexte The Desert Babbler - Iron & Wine
                                                It's 
                                                New 
                                                Year's 
                                                Eve
 
                                    
                                
                                                California's 
                                                gonna 
                                                kill 
                                                you 
                                                soon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bar 
                                                stow 
                                                boys
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bug 
                                                eyes 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                shadow 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                moon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Black 
                                                houses 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                hills 
                                                and 
                                                roadside 
                                                haunts
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dying 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                place 
                                                to 
                                                fall 
                                                apart
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                knew 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                could 
                                                learn 
                                                to 
                                                live 
                                                without
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mother 
                                                Mary's 
                                                lying 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                mouth, 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                Back 
                                                home, 
                                                the 
                                                kitchen's 
                                                warm 
                                                with 
                                                Christmas 
                                                wine
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                every 
                                                girl 
                                                has 
                                                got 
                                                an 
                                                axe 
                                                to 
                                                grind
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                live 
                                                to 
                                                look 
                                                for 
                                                hell, 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                you're 
                                                far 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                hard 
                                                light 
                                                tonight
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Pa-pada, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pada)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Pa-pada, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pada)
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                quietly 
                                                we 
                                                lost 
                                                another 
                                                year
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                desert 
                                                put 
                                                    a 
                                                babbler 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                ear
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                will 
                                                find 
                                                    a 
                                                way 
                                                to 
                                                not 
                                                miss 
                                                you 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bar 
                                                stow 
                                                boys 
                                                all 
                                                spit 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                wind 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                Back 
                                                home, 
                                                the 
                                                hammer 
                                                always 
                                                has 
                                                to 
                                                fall
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cross 
                                                is 
                                                barely 
                                                hanging 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                wall
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                day 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                you'll 
                                                never 
                                                leave 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                we're 
                                                far 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                hard 
                                                light 
                                                tonight
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Pa-pada, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pada) 
                                                na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Pa-pada, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pada) 
                                                whoa, 
                                                oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whoa, 
                                                oh 
                                                (pa-pada, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pada)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Pa-pada, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pa, 
                                                pada)
 
                                    
                                
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