Greg Brown - All the little places

Tekst :

Mary Beth is that fancy woman
standing over there
the expression on her face
is just like her underwear
carefully chosen, easy to see through

2 a.m. when the game is up
tempting to undo (?)
but dawn breaks on her sad smile
and I ll see you around
all the little places around the town

Gabriel was painter
a good one in his youth
between poverty and a hustle
he chose a substitute

Tenure and a greenhouse
and little trips to Mexico
an affair with a deep-eyed girl
every couple years or so

When he looks inside at what he hasn t done
he comes tumbling down
to all the little places around the town

The university poets
buzz around in their little japanese cars
they hit the parties for the out-of-towners
you don t see them much at the bars

All their thin and stiff little books
not too much to say
yaking at eachother in the APR (?)
while the years slip away
the horseman passes by the classroom scene
and a cold wind blows around
all the little places around the town

Julie and me we see eye to eye
when we stand toe to toe
and I surely will not soon forget
that day in her studio

The colors all got brighter
than the corona of the sun
it s action painted while we moved it (?)
and still life when we was done

I m always hoping I will run into her
when I m out catting around
at all the little places around the town

The faculty wives they get gray and tattered
like the books upon their shelves
they re sitting around by their big bay windows
reading fiction about themselves

Dreading the hour when they hear
that well-heeled step once more
and see those sad eyes through the glasses
he bought at the professor eyeglass store

Couldn t she have shopped around a little longer
while she was out checking it out
at all the little places around the town?

Charley had a habit of going
too many rounds with the wall
he s drinking to celebrate the spring
he s drinking to mourn the fall

He made it out to Colorado
when he got tired of the flat
I ain t too worried about that boy
he don t wear no cowboy hat

I sure miss him on these winter nights
when the blue snow settles down
on all the little places around the town

When you were here I never went
to any of these little joints
we spent all of our time outside
what else is the point

What else but the railroad tracks
gleaming in the winter sun
what else but the spring graveyard
showing the ghosts how it s done

But you left like everyone does
and I found myself going down
to all the little places around the town

Well the lights go red, the lights go green
traffic moves on through
the lights go up, the lights go down
you get a flash of who s who

Who is true and who is one (?)
and who ain t really sure
who has seen too many times
what they ve already seen before

Who is free to come and go
and who will forever be bound
to all the little places
all these little places
all the little places around the town

Inne utwory

  • No place away
  • Pound it on down
  • Nice when it rains
  • Lately
  • Back home again
  • Summer evening
  • Famous friends
  • Lullaby
  • Young Robin
  • Speed trap boogie
  • Milk of the moon
  • Payday
  • Marriage chant
  • Out in the country
  • Downtown
  • Just live
  • Our little town
  • Losowe utwory

    When i fall in love

    When I fall in love
    It will be forever
    Or I ll never
    Fall in love
    In a restless world like this is,
    Love is ended before it s begun
    And too many moonlight kisses
    Seem to cool in the warmth of the...

    The light II

    And regardless, in the evening
    A light is thrown by the setting sun
    It speeds along this vast familiar
    And silently crosses everyone
    It s the light that s changing
    It s the light that s changing
    It s the light that s changing
    It s only the light
    Across the gardens, across the schoolyards
    Across the chapels where...

    Amy (feat. Mark Ronson)

    I don t know why I let go
    I want to be your friend
    Flowers grow through my window
    And I love you again

    Oh, I love you, oh
    When you laid me down
    Into your beautiful garden
    Flowers in the love of my arms
    It s God shining through to me I guess
    It s God shining through...

    Call all your reserves

    Call it, an insecurity.
    The radio s down, your hands are runnin through my hair.
    They re runnin through my hair.
    And now we er set for a crash course.
    And now we re on the verge.
    We re set for a crash course.
    And now we re on the verge.

    [Chorus]
    Call all your reserves.
    Don...

    Stroke of luck

    Hanging by threads of palest silver
    I could have stayed that way forever
    Bad blood and ghosts wrapped tight around me
    Nothing could ever seem to touch me

    I lose what I love most
    Did you know I was lost until you found me?