Tie me in a knot girl & break my back,
we headed out West gonna make long tracks.
Get up in those foothills & lose our names
sit at that station for a long train.
Get there & we don’t say a word,
takin’ in the grass and the trees and the birds,
set up our home for a while,
then she looks at me and says with a smile.
She says, “Boy, let’s get lost for a while
trade in our watches for a sundial,
live like those Gypsies once did,
travelin’ in a wagon, raisin’ our kids.
Stayin’ up late and dancin’ ‘round the fire,
drinkin’ that wine till we never get tired.
Swayin’ in the night to that old skin drum.”
[Mahler Solo]
Well, she tied me in a knot & she broke my back,
we headed out West & we made long tracks.
Got up in those foot hills & lost our names,
we sat at that station for a long train.
Now we’ve grown old & lived our days,
walkin’ through life’s really long maze.
Set up our home for longer than a while,
but she still looks at me & says with a smile.
She says, “Old man, let’s get lost for a while,
trade in our watches for a sundial,
live like those Gypsies once did,
travelin’ in a wagon & raisin’ our grandkids.
Stayin’ up late & dancin’ ‘round the fire,
drinkin’ that wine till we never get tired.
Swayin’ in the night to that old skin drum.