Hear the bucket hit the bottom and the rope come rolling by Piece by lonely piece the mountainside tumbles away Back down to the river bottom lined with pocket worry stones A hundred years in hand worn smooth by long grandmother nights Sitting by the

Oh no, it's raining again Come on, you little fighter It's raining again Oh no, my love's at an end Too bad I'm losing a friend La, la, la, la, la, la, la No need to get up-tighter And get back up again And you know it's hard to pretend

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself You say I've been spending my money on other women You've been taking money from someone else I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago Come back home baby, try my love one more time Well your mother

Goddamn you say you'll get up with me. You're the crowd, come on give it back to me. You're the crowd come on give it back to me. You won't beg for me, beg for me, beg for me. You won't beg for me, be there for me, beg for me. Everyone is looking at me.

There's a secret place I like to go Everyone is there but their face don't show If you get inside you can't get out There's no coming back, I hear them shout Welcome to my hide away, my secret place How I arrived I can't explain You're welcome to, if you

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na Why did you listen to that man, that man's a balloon Won't you come here and stay with me Why don't you come here and stay with me Oh, you gotta get out and get back to me John, you gotta get out and get back to me I'm getting

I'm sick and tired of workin' I'll no more dig the praties As sure as me name is Carney I'll go off to California I'll no longer be a fool I'll be digging lumps of gold Where instead of diggin' praties And when I come back home again Goodbye, Muirshin

You know I'd always come for you I'd lie, it's true By now you know that I'd come for you No one but you, yes, I'd come for you But only if you told me to And I'd fight for you Give my life for you As long as there's still life in me No matter what,

Those melodies come back to me Time beyond our heartbeat I guess I'm too slow, yes, I'm too, yes, I'm too slow But you said anytime of the day was fine You said anytime of the night was also fine Maybe dive in or maybe hang back It was our third time in

Come some more into my sight If you're dealing war, backwards stay far We're dealing with truths and rights Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik 'bout my life and shit I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit It's kind of funny how life