paroles de chanson Stewed Bark of an Old Tree - Devendra Banhart

Sway, be lulled by the sweet corn
Stay huddled in a snowstorm
The reason the sun reached down like a snow pea
Reaches right up with a hand that's heavenly
(Shake it, shake my sugaree)
Bless every little whistle (Come to California, sing with me)
Love, song and a fistful (Stewing the skin of the tall oak tree)
Antony sings for the soul of a lover
(Come break bread in the east with me)
You are my sister, you are my brother (Shake it, shake my sugaree)
Joy, our only birthright
Joy, our only birthright (Shake it, shake my sugaree)
Clouds (Come to California, drink some tea)
Clouds, finally arriving (Stewing the skin of the tall oak tree)
Don't you love to watch them slowly
Rising? (Come break bread in the north country)
Don't you love to watch them climb
The horizon? (Shake it, shake my sugaree)
Oooh, run to the riverbed (Come to California, sing with me)
Oooh, run to the riverbed (Stewing the skin of the tall oak tree)
Oooh, come and rest your head (Come break bread in the east with me)
Oooh, run to the riverbed (Come break bread in the south country)
(Stewing the skin of the tall oak tree)
With me (Stewing the skin of the—)
With me (Shake it, shake my—)
With me (Shake it, shake my—)
With me