Artist: The Decemberists
Album: Her Majesty
Song: The Bachelor And The Bride
Capo 1st
There's a wrinkle, in the water
Where we laid our, first daughter
And I think the wind blows so sweetly there, over there
And the windows, and the cinders
And the willows, in the timbers
The infernal rattling of the rain, still remains
But I, said the bachelor to the bride
Am not waiting for tonight,
No, I, I will box your ears
And leave you here stripped bare
Stripped bare...
Hear the corncrakes, and the deerhooves
And the sleet rain on the slate roof
A medallion locked inside her hands, in her hands
And his fingers, are they telling
Of the barren of her belly
Do his calluses cure her furrowed brow, even now
But I, said the bachelor to the bride
Am not waiting for tonight,
No, I will box your ears
And leave you here stripped bare,
Stripped bare, stripped bare, stripped bare
But I, said the bachelor to the bride
Am not waiting for tonight,
No, I will box your ears
And take your tears
And leave you, leave you here, stripped bare
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