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Shawn Colvin — Bonefields lyrics
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Songwriters: COLVIN, SHAWN / LEVENTHAL, JOHN
Bonefields
Shawn Colvin/John Leventhal
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All and all I guess that thereâs so many things that we donât say and
Itâs what makes us sad I think sometimes
That makes us close but I donât mind, I donât mind
In the alleys and the bonefields of Arkansa past the piles of tires and the
Smell of hot tar you threw your papers
In the rain under your hat you had a world, ummmmâ¦.a world
There ainât no father
There ainât no mother
There ainât no sister
Ainât got no brother
Running to no one
Running for cover
In the valleys and the twilight of Illinois under the
New moon I write in my book and I walk the streets
Where no one lives not even you but, you donât mind
Ahhhâ¦.. You donât mind
And all and all I guess that thereâs so many things that
We donât say ⦠today you think that I donât even like
You but donât you know YOU ARE MY WORLD, mmmmâ¦MY WORLD
There ainât no father
There ainât no mother
I donât see my sister
Ainât got no brothers
Running to no one
Left to each otherâ¦
There ainât no father
There ainât no mother
I donât see my sister
Ainât got no brothers
Running to Jesus
Running to lovers
Running to strangers
Running for cover
Running to no one
Left to each other
Shawn Colvin/John Leventhal
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsty.com/shawn-colvin-bonefields-lyrics.html ]
All and all I guess that thereâs so many things that we donât say and
Itâs what makes us sad I think sometimes
That makes us close but I donât mind, I donât mind
In the alleys and the bonefields of Arkansa past the piles of tires and the
Smell of hot tar you threw your papers
In the rain under your hat you had a world, ummmmâ¦.a world
There ainât no father
There ainât no mother
There ainât no sister
Ainât got no brother
Running to no one
Running for cover
In the valleys and the twilight of Illinois under the
New moon I write in my book and I walk the streets
Where no one lives not even you but, you donât mind
Ahhhâ¦.. You donât mind
And all and all I guess that thereâs so many things that
We donât say ⦠today you think that I donât even like
You but donât you know YOU ARE MY WORLD, mmmmâ¦MY WORLD
There ainât no father
There ainât no mother
I donât see my sister
Ainât got no brothers
Running to no one
Left to each otherâ¦
There ainât no father
There ainât no mother
I donât see my sister
Ainât got no brothers
Running to Jesus
Running to lovers
Running to strangers
Running for cover
Running to no one
Left to each other
Bonefields lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.