Little King-Marissa Nadler

[00:06.90]Little King [00:07.90]you grew up a mile from my town [00:13.15]and I never thought to write it down [00:19.40]raking the autumn leaves [00:25.71]and hoping for some pretty company [00:34.27] [00:35.52]I was always packing a suitcase in the dark [00:41.59]In my mind a highway to the western spark [00:48.10]only an overpass [00:54.36]over the hills of dusty grass [01:00.77] [01:04.08]And I would have taken all your rifles [01:10.58]And I would have taken all your bibles [01:17.14]And I would have taken all your rifles [01:26.47]for a ride [01:40.03] [01:42.59]Little King I swear [01:45.30]that this is not a dream [01:48.30]I read that this is what it should be [01:51.86]in a magazine [01:54.61]sun of the broken down [02:01.09]daughter of a love and prison town [02:07.96] [02:10.78]and I would have taken all your rifles [02:17.28]and I would have taken all your bibles [02:23.71]and I would have taken all your rifles [02:33.28]for a ride [02:53.03] [02:55.72]We can drink whiskey or sit inside the car [03:01.94]and listen to the silence of the stars [03:08.37]only an overpass [03:14.62]sprung from hills of broken glass [03:20.87]many lands of sorrow [03:24.12]and wishing for tomorrow [03:27.81]make me your sweethearted lady