Tree shadows drape across the northern road
With enough miles in to make it all anew
And past the shipyards and black-hearted stones
I stood on a riverside and I saw you
Now, my heart is worn down to thread-bare
And my words are just about the same
But some simple smiling eyes surrounded by the stars
And I'll mock the Pleiades by singing your name
Carly-Jo, my sweet Carly Jo
Don't you know that you've got a hold on me
In a world that can drive me mad
I'd rather dance with you than finish this bottle of warm whiskey
Dancing feet to wagon wheel melodies
As the day scares alone among the silhouetted tress
So we strike up another tune to sing
But no one's listening to anything but your bells tolling
I'll come back, come back sometime
When the world has torn itself from me
Cause I know, a woman's back
Is the greatest landscape that a man can see
So rip me up into a thousand pieces
And scatter me to all the corners of this place
There'll be some part left to find love
That isn't haunted by the look of your face
Cause I could listen to you try and sing
And I know there's no lovelier thing than
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