Yankee Reaper

Lonesome eyes are all Im gonna see As I make my way spinning through These mysteries Mysteries These mysteries The Yankee Reaper's clanging At my heels He's making all the art based on The way I feel The way I feel The way I feel I watched you climb the scale You found every broken note You said I could go to hell You thought it was a joke If I don't see ya no more On this plain It's gonna go so long That I'll forget your Secret name Your secret name Your secret name My little Nashville Carter Better make her play She's gonna run the clock before She's found anything to say Things to say Things to say I watched you go for gold I watched you go for broke I watched you go to hell You thought it was joke Now these lonesome eyes Are all I'm gonna see as I Make my way spinning through These mysteries Mysteries These mysteries The Yankee Reaper's clanging At my heels He's making all my money Based on how i feel How I feel How I feel I watched you climb the scale You found every broken note You said I could go to hell You thought I was a joke A joke