PAINTER"S PUB
has the winter left you drugged
and barefoot my love
has the wind pushed you to your path
has your lover’s coat left the hanger
will it ever come back
don’t sit so stiff my lady
you’ve done nothing wrong
I’ve seen you smile through almost everything
but I can’t be laughing along
and there’s always one reason, she’s got just one lie
to keep my head silly as I listen to her whine, and I say
put away your sad song
and I’ll put away mine
we’ll go down to painter’s pub
and have a good time
and no, no, no, I can’t do it no more
all my cupids and women at war
and they’re settling and giving
when you’re all I wanted
all I wanted
and she says she hates for it to be this way
but her cold bones come too easily
and there’s always one reason, she’s got just one lie
to keep my head silly as I listen to her whine, and I say
put away your sad song
and I’ll put away mine
we’ll go down to painter’s pub
and have a good time
and I’ll never forget what you said that day
I even remember what you kept away
and all the troubles you hold on to so tight
gave them to me to keep me up at night
but it was enough to make her cry and too much for me
so I put my pants on and said goodbye
and there’s always one reason, she’s got just one lie
to keep my head silly as I listen to her whine, and I say
put away your sad song
and I’ll put away mine
w e’ll go down to painter’s pub
and have a good time
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