Trinket (feat. John Butler)

The morning's getting meeker

Moss is turning a golden brown

And Rose is out of town

The maple wears a bright scarf

Knit by fields in a scarlet gown

And Dahlia's left town

Lest I be old-fashioned, lest I be old-fashioned

Old-fashioned, old-fashioned

I put a trinket on

Stoop so low, stoop so low

Stoop so low, stoop so low

I get you're rolling on

Dressed in alabaster wool

The frost beheads the flower

To no one's surprise

The sun is unmoved

As the blonde assassin passes on

In accidental power

Lest I be old-fashioned, lest I be old-fashionеd

Old-fashionеd, old-fashionеd

I put a trinket on

Stoop so low, stoop so low

Stoop so low, stoop so low

I get you're rolling on

Lеst I be old-fashioned, lest I be old-fashioned

Old-fashioned, old-fashioned

I put a trinket on

Stoop so low, stoop so low

Stoop so low, stoop so low

I get you're rolling on

Lest I be old-fashioned, lest I be old-fashioned

Old-fashioned, old-fashioned

Stoop so low, stoop so low

Stoop so low, stoop so low

I get you're rolling on