Little King-Marissa Nadler

[ti:Little King] [ar:Marissa Nadler] [al:Marissa Nadler] [by:] [offset:0] [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