November 12, 2015

Lyrics

Lover, tell me if you can,
Who's going to buy the wedding bands
Times being what they are, hard and getting harder all the time

Lover, when I sing my song,
All the rivers sing along,
And they're going to break their banks for me
To lay their gold around my feet,
All a-flashing in the pan, all to fashion for your hand
The rivers gonna give us the wedding bands

Lover, tell me if you're able
Who's going to lay the wedding table
Time's being what they are, dark and getting darker all the time

Lover, when I sing my song
All the trees gonna sing along,
And bend their branches down to me
To lay their fruit around my feet
The almond and the apple
And the sugar from the maple
The trees gonna lay the wedding table

Lover, tell me when we're wed
Who's gonna make the wedding bed
Time's being what they are, hard and getting harder all the time

Lover, when I sing my song
All the birds gonna sing along
And they'll come flying round for me
To lay their feathers at my feet
And we'll lie down in eiderdown
A pillow 'neath our heads
The birds gonna make the wedding bed
And the trees gonna lay the wedding table
And the rivers gonna give us the wedding bands

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