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Paroles de la chanson You and Jake par Evening Hymns
You hung around the bush like you were woodsmoke
What's it like to be hardly there?
Spirits playing spoons with your bones
And I could feel you in the air
And every transport truck that I see
Is carrying your weight and leaving it on top of me
And memory's got my guts and I like that
It's keeping you so close to me
I can still see you and Jake
Smoking smokes and just dreaming big
I can still hear you and Jake
Cracking jokes and just dreaming big
You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you
You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you
What's it like to be hardly there?
Spirits playing spoons with your bones
And I could feel you in the air
And every transport truck that I see
Is carrying your weight and leaving it on top of me
And memory's got my guts and I like that
It's keeping you so close to me
I can still see you and Jake
Smoking smokes and just dreaming big
I can still hear you and Jake
Cracking jokes and just dreaming big
You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you
You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you
Yes I'm gonna work on you
You hung around my head like a halo
On my mind but barely there
Spirits playing spoons with your bones
And I could feel you in the air
And every guitar note that I play
Holds a spot for all the things you'll never have the chance to say
And memory's got my guts and I hate that
It's pushing you so far from me
I can still see you and Jake
Smoking smokes and just dreaming big
I can still hear you and Jake
Cracking jokes and just dreaming big
You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you
You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you
You hung around my head like a halo
On my mind but barely there
Spirits playing spoons with your bones
And I could feel you in the air
And every guitar note that I play
Holds a spot for all the things you'll never have the chance to say
And memory's got my guts and I hate that
It's pushing you so far from me
I can still see you and Jake
Smoking smokes and just dreaming big
I can still hear you and Jake
Cracking jokes and just dreaming big
You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you
You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you
Yes I'm gonna work on you
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