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Yard Sailing Lyrics
I was born and raised yard sailing,
for string bands born from a wandering dime.
My mother loved to hear me play out of time,
on old guitars through dusty speakers,
fiddle strings that squeak will please her.
Hand-me-down harmonies are all I've ever known.
Oh, I think she knew that with a roving bow,
I could play the tune that would carry her home.
I was born and raised yard sailing,
for melodies no good at staying,
and I will bring them home
I was born and raised yard sailing,
for swing beats born in an early dream.
My mother loved to hear me play out of key,
but these days my hands will toil and teeter
so singing strings won't cease to greet her,
yard sailing on the long way home.
The sellers of symphonies left behind
will someday find all the memories of she and I,
because I was born and raised yard sailing,
for melodies no good at staying,
and I will bring them home.
for string bands born from a wandering dime.
My mother loved to hear me play out of time,
on old guitars through dusty speakers,
fiddle strings that squeak will please her.
Hand-me-down harmonies are all I've ever known.
I could play the tune that would carry her home.
for melodies no good at staying,
and I will bring them home
for swing beats born in an early dream.
My mother loved to hear me play out of key,
but these days my hands will toil and teeter
so singing strings won't cease to greet her,
yard sailing on the long way home.
will someday find all the memories of she and I,
for melodies no good at staying,
and I will bring them home.
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