Decemberists Down By The Water
See this ancient river bed
See where all my folly's led
Down by the water and down by the old main drag
I was just some toe-head teen
Feeling round for fingers to get in between
Down by the water and down by the old main drag
(chorus)
The season rubs me wrong
The summer swells anon
So knock me down, tear me up
But I would bear it all broken just to fill my cup
Down by the water and down by the old main drag
Sweet descend this rabble 'round
The pretty little patter of a seaboard town
Rolling in the water and rolling in the old main drag
All dolled up in gabardine
The lash-flashing Leda of pier nineteen
Queen of the water and queen of the old main drag
(chorus)
The season rubs me wrong
The summer swells anon
So knock me down, tear me up
But I would bare it all broken just to fill my cup
Down by the water and down by the old main drag
(chorus)
The season rubs me wrong
The summer swells anon
So knock me down, tear me up
But I would bare it all broken just to fill my cup
Down by the water and down by the old main drag
Down by the water and down by the old main drag
Down by the water and down by the old main drag
