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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kitchen Dwellers
Kitchen Dwellers
Performer
Lindsay Lou
Lindsay Lou
Vocals
Max Davies
Max Davies
Vocals
Shawn Patrick Swain
Shawn Patrick Swain
Mandolin
John Mailander
John Mailander
Fiddle
Patrick Monnius
Patrick Monnius
Viola
Kaitlyn Raitz
Kaitlyn Raitz
Cello
Joseph Funk
Joseph Funk
Bass
Torrin Daniels Publishing
Torrin Daniels Publishing
Banjo
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max Davies
Max Davies
Songwriter
Shawn Patrick Swain
Shawn Patrick Swain
Songwriter
Elliott Blaufuss
Elliott Blaufuss
Songwriter
Joseph Funk
Joseph Funk
Songwriter
Torrin Daniels Publishing
Torrin Daniels Publishing
Songwriter
Glenn Brown
Glenn Brown
Arranger
Brian Brill
Brian Brill
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glenn Brown
Glenn Brown
Producer

Lyrics

Leavin' this morning out of Oakland to the prairie Last night I might've got some rest Hard way to fall, from a heartbreak to a city But year after year I chase my troubles here You can't steal a heart if you know you never found it Lord, at least I admit I tried Please forgive this trespass for I knew she could sing my death Leave me by the road in them lonesome fields of rye Noticed something changin' in the corner of her eye And now I'm back beneath the circles of the blackbirds in the sky I knew that she might leave me when the days got to gettin' longer She's just a bird in misery and won't come down alone If she'd just let herself fly a little lower I might tell the difference in a raven and a crow Wheels turnin' north on that East Sierra Highway Burnin' mountains on my shoulder Just like the deserts that darken to the East Swear I could almost feel her gettin' colder Under the yellow pine the night she went away Realized I's ridin' for the fall Fairweather friend I make out it's the end And it all falls deaf on mountain air Noticed something changin' in the corner of her eye Now I'm back beneath the circles of the blackbirds in the sky I knew that she might leave me when the days got to gettin' longer She's just a bird in misery and won't come down alone If she'd just let herself fly a little lower I might tell the difference in a raven and a crow Wasn't her I saw with feathers changing But the thrush is the sound that calls me from the willow Sunset's better in California But I might be gone when the wind comes for tomorrow I might be gone when the wind comes for tomorrow You can't steal a heart if you know you never found it
Writer(s): Elliott Blaufuss, Glenn Brown, Joseph Funk, Max Davies, Shawn Patrick Swain, Torrin Daniels Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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