Barbarisms - Pail of Water lyrics

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Barbarisms - Pail of Water lyrics

I wouldn't call you the love of my life The king of the mountain, or the jealous kind You wouldn't call me what my dad calls his ex-wife Last night I saw a picture of a man I've never seen alive I would have gone nuts for you in your salad days I would have paid I would have paid I would have paid To never see you in the nowhere I have found The ocean gabs like the gossip of a town You've done more for me than I should have allowed We climbed the sand hills of North Carolina And when you fell I did not come tumbling after Mathew brought us sword fish wrapped in brown paper And photo envelopes from when you were kids together You and Ellie had turned in, in the sun-burns of your lives And Mathew started asking if you'd been doing alright I felt like a dog given her pale of water I felt like my mother, I feel like her daughter I would have gone nuts for you in your salad days I would have paid I would have paid I would have paid I wouldn't call you the love of my life The king of the mountain, or the jealous kind