Paroles de Lumberlung

A breath of whiskey on my cotton shirt Turn on the fan, take off your skirt Lay here beside me on these sheets so stained For a little while, but it ain't the same And she brings me water and it always tastes so good She brings me flowers from the woods Stays here in this house with me when I know she'd rather leave Stays with me as I sleep And she helps me nurse my lumberlung But it's no longer fun For her Once I dreamed we'd took a roadtrip, just me and her Through the southern and midwest states Turned north just south of Arkansas and we headed up Towards the vast Great Lakes And I thought I'd sleep through Texas, but I woke up in Illinois And the car in the lane next to me was driven by a little boy And he flashed a smile at me then he drove straight off the road Smacked an overpass, I watched his car explode And when she wakes me from my delirium I know I'm no longer fun For her And she brings me water and it always tastes so good She brings me flowers from the woods Stays here in this house with me when I know she'd rather leave Stays with me constantly And she helps me nurse my lumberlung But it's no longer fun For her