I am a chimbley, a chimbley sweep
No bed to lie, no shoes to hold my feet
Upon the rooftops in dead of night
You'll hear me cry, I'll shake you from your sleep
To hear me weep
"Yo...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Decemberists
[1]
It was a cold night
And the snow lay low
I pulled my coat tight
Against the falling down
And the sun was all
And the sun was all down
And the sun was all
And the sun was all d...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Decemberists
And under the boughs unbowed
All clothed in a snowy shroud
She had no heart so hardened
All under the boughs unbowed
Each feather it fell from skin
'Til threadbare, she grew thin
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Artist - The Decemberists
I'm an engine driver
On a long run, on a long run
Would I work beside her
She's a long one, such a long one
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go
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Artist - The Decemberists
The gymnast, high above the ground,
Limbers up and falls timbers down.
Ankles splayed and all tied.
The gymnast long has arrived.
Lazy, your long sister lays
Waiting out this long...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Decemberists
Lay out the bowline
Tether and belay
Haul away
There is amber in the embers
There are riches on the ring
Will I be so brave?
We, beloved of the springtime
Our reliance to ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Decemberists
Here she comes in her palanquin
On the back of an elephant
On a bed made of linen and sequins and silk
All astride on her father's line
With the king and his concubines
And her nur...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Decemberists
[Come and See]
There's an island hidden in the sound
Lapping currents lay your boat to ground
Affix your barb and bayonet
The curlews carve their Arabesques
And sorrow fills the s...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Decemberists
In the Kingdom of Spain
There are such colours
They defy any name
Like drab and dolor
But oh the King and the Queen of Spain
With their long unpronounceable names
Grace the table a...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Decemberists
I'm a legionnaire
Camel in disrepair
Hoping for a frigidaire to come passing by
I am on reprieve
Lacking my joie de vive
Missing my gay paris
In this desert dry
And I wrote my gir...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Decemberists