Lyrics I Will Be - Live - Foy Vance

I laid your clothes out for you neat
Left them on the bedroom floor.
Drew the curtains locked the door.

Put some pictures in a case
Along with all the other fodder.
Wash the clothes and watched our daughter.

My oh my oh me

When you train arrives in london.
Though your surely still be running - i will be.

My oh my oh me.

Fed the cat and did the chores.
I even gave your plant some water.
I saw your mom and saw your brother.

My oh my oh me.

Though you will be right there among them.
You will be stewed in your abscondment.
I can tell you something i believe. i will be.

My oh my oh me.

Here comes talking gospel gospel for you darling,
Here′s some talking gospel for you baby,
Here's some talking gospel for you lover
Yeah here′s some talking gospel for you babe

Oooohh...

Ah, you're a name without a face.
You're never tense but never boring
Though not our laughter is our mourning.

My oh my oh me

And I′ll be back in Aberfeldy
Twixt the scenery and the spilling
With none to know my sweet rebellion quite like you
Oh what are we to do