Lyrics Good To You - John Craigie

In your days out on the prairie trying to disprove the Virgin Mary
Wondering to god if you had ever been born
I was tied fast to the west coast just as lonely as the next ghost
Singing my songs to an empty shore

Oh love like lightning
You don't have to whisper if it's the truth
Oh we won't live again
But you'll remember me I was good to you
Oh babe I was good to you

Tell your friends how you were burned by me
Teach your new man all you learned from me
Like a stray dog brought in cause he's warm

Oh you look at a painting
You don't think about what the last stroke was
Oh but the painter grows and the painter knows
What the last stroke was
Oh babe I was good to you
Oh babe I was good to you