Withered And Died
Richard Thompson
Letra

Álbum: Richard Thompson Live! (more or less) ( 1976)

This cruel country has driven me down 
Teased me and lied, teased me and lied 
I've only sad stories to tell to this town 
My dreams have withered and died 
Once I was bending the tops of the trees 
Kind words in my ear, kind faces to see 
Then I struck up with a boy from the west 
Played run and hide, played run and hide 
Count one to ten and he's gone with the rest 
My dreams have withered and died 
Silver moon sail up and silver moon shine 
On the waters so wide, waters so wide 
Steal from the bed of some good friend of mine 
My dreams are withered and died 
If I was a butterfly, live for a day 
I could be free, just blowing away 
This cruel country has driven me down 
Teased me and lied, teased me and lied 
I've only sad stories to tell to this town 
My dreams have withered and die