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Στοίχοι: Philosopher Kings. Lay My Body Down.

So I came all the way from Trenton, spent a full night at the station
In a suitcase made of Calico Brown
Now I'm almost out of money and I'm sleepy and hungry
I wanna lay my body down

I don't wanna cause trouble, I don't need a bath of bubbles
Just a floorboard for the pavement on the ground
I'll take a steeple or a stable or a dining room table
Just to lay my body down

Lay, lay my body down
Lay, lay my body down

So I go back to see my baby, since no other place'll take me
When I stop to brush my hair back with a comb
I can almost see our porch light and it's shining like a northern light
God how I wanna be home

To lay, lay my body down
Lay, lay my body down, oh

But some joke from Albuquerque with some white wine and a turkey
Came to entertain my girl while I was gone
This bear thinks everything is funny, he's got his paws into my honey
Then he lay her body down

Just as every schoolyard has a teacher, every chapel has a preacher
Every angry man has 6 shells to a round
Oh, I've been an honest man, I've walked as straight as I can
I'm gonna lay his body down

Lay, lay his body down
Lay, lay his body down

Lay, lay his body down
Lay, lay his body down