Tobacco Farmer lyrics

Tobacco Farmer

if i were a tobacco farmer
i would smoke
while i tilled
and drink
bartered beer
while
i harvest


you ain't missing anything
i reserved
missing
just for me

everybody thinks i want you

i don't know who picked your shirt
but your mama's good lookin'
and your pay is dirt
and then
everybody thinks i want them

i just want you to think
everything little thing that you're doing
is just for me

everybody knows I want you


behind the bar
i stood with you
you were smoking camels
i was smoking blue
and now
now i'm smoking you
when i go
and hit the road
it's gonna be the things
that i told ya
that i think you should know

everybody knows I want them


if i were a tobacco farmer
i would smoke
while i tilled
and drink
bartered beer
while i harvest

you ain't missing anything
i reserved
missing
just for me




everybody knows i want you

MeaningfulNess Monster

It shifted
back into place
with a quick tug of an experienced hand
like a shoulder blade, night caps
and fingers that are orchestrated by a heart string

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Big Cloud in a Crowded City

almost rain is as good as rain
when the earth's so hot that the sun stares back
and says
Hey
if you're trying to feel something
try to feel me

almost gone is as good as gone
when the bottle's empty but your glass is full
and the music says
Hey
if you're trying to hear something
try to hear me

almost there is as good as there
when the line's so thin that we couldn't see
the line disappear
Hey
if you're trying to call someone
try to call me

Don't Get Me Wrong

Don't get me wrong
I've been writing this all night
Don't get me wrong
I've been like this my whole life

In the morning hours
I'm sleeping or I'm awake
Every breathing hour
We're sleeping or we're awake

And for simplicity's sake
my uniform is denim, tee shirt, and pun
We win
because we're already one

The Night Before

The day before was a revival

Yes or no

Believers and spirits

and the tortured eyes fallen in between

We sang for you, we sang for me

The night before was a battleground

Tooth and nail

Survivors and martyrs

and those who protected the old and young

but we all fought and we all won

The moment before was a silence

Heart and soul

Lullabies and sonnets

filled the empty night and choirs were formed

finally I stood motionless

watching the bullets pass by

each one closer than the next

I wondered if one could kill a man

and the moment passed

Some watched the sun rise against the dark

Night to day

Philosophers and artists

and the enjoyment of recognition

tiny heartbeats, small fists, and drums

Today we are free