Weedpuller

The girl with an old face
Sits upon a hill
Pulling at the weeds she's
Making holes to fill
And time passes slowly
When she knows not a word
That sounds like a pretty tune
Or means what it's supposed to

I'll be where you are all the time
I'll be what you want when it feels right

I'm riding in the country
Where men have laid their lives
I'm going to the hilltop
To see my old faced bride

And I'll be where you are all the time
I'll be what you want when it feels right



Credits
Writer(s): Diego Fernández, Nicolas Robert Skrabak, Sebastian Peters
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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