Mark Seymour - Cla**rooms And Kitchens lyrics

Cla**rooms and kitchens Small country houses Blue Hills on the radio She stoked the fire She weaved and she sewed The river broke and it flooded down the road Cattle in the garden Snakes in the gra** Fog in the morning Rising at last Oh the dust never settled But the willows weep and the windows rattle She sits by the window In a blue rubber chair They've wiped her lips They've tied back her hair Come on lay down, lay down Lay down your long goodbye Come on lay down, lay down Lay down your long goodbye Here comes the thunder Here come the rain Danny boy's calling her She's singing again Oh her grey eyes keep glowing Through the tears and the pain Oh her petty coat's showing Well her hands start shaking When the old man comes around The rain outside is soaking the ground Come on lay down, lay down Lay down your long goodbye She's leaving, she's leaving It's too late to wonder why She's searching for traces Blinks in the light It's in their faces in the dead of the night When they crawled into her bed She remembers what her children once said Singing Hail Mary all over again She's counting angels from zero to ten Come on lay down, lay down Lay down your long goodbye She's leaving; she's leaving It's too late to wonder why Come on lay down, lay down Lay down your long goodbye Goodbye