Alsace Lorraine Go From My Window (flooded Interstate)
Go from my window, my love
Go from my window, my dear
The wind and the rain
Will drive you back again
You cannot be lodging here
As the dark tides fall around
Go from my window, my dear
Go from my window, love go
The wind and the rain
Will drive you back again
You cannot be lodging here
As the dark tides fall around
Cause all along the flooded interstate
As the dark tides fall around
I got a crutch that’ll separate
All the dead weight from the ground
