paroles de chanson The Sounds Are Always Begging - Bonnie "Prince" Billy , The Cairo Gang
Wild
guitars
came
from
forests;
plainly,
woodsmen
share
a
calling.
Flailing
noises
form
a
chorus:
harmonies
of
arbors
falling.
And
they
play,
say
Conway,
and
ring,
my
girl
sing,
and
plead
and
beg
and
plead
and
beg
and
plead
and
beg
and
plead
and
beg
to
be
heard
and
had
and
carried
on.
Without
us,
song
is
nothing.
My
wife
turned
crazy
on
me
one
day;
started
chopping
up
the
bed.
Looked
past
me
with
gaping
eyes.
Left
me
too
hard
to
be
scared.
She
left,
but
circled
the
yard.
All
night
she
haunted
the
home.
The
kids
went
crazy,
life
was
hard.
The
sounds
of
rings:
boom.
And
they
play,
say
Conway,
and
ring,
my
girl
sing,
and
plead
and
beg
and
plead
and
beg
and
plead
and
beg
and
plead
and
beg
to
be
heard
and
had
and
carried
on.
Without
us,
song
is
nothing.
I
taught
the
children
to
play
piano,
singing
with
sweet
voice.
Music
kept
their
mom
away.
Melody
fostered
choice,
and
choice
brought
us
these
days
we
have,
and
choice
brought
us
to
our
rejoicing.
Always
choose
the
noise
of
music...
always
end
the
day
in
singing!
And
they
play,
don′t
they?
And
ring,
and
e'erthing!
And
bounce
and
boil
and
bounce
and
boil
and
bounce
and
boil,
and
plead
and
beg
to
be
heard
and
had
and
carried
on.
Without
us,
song
is
nothing.
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