The Post — текст песни (cowboy junkies)

Eyed it, dried it, untied it

Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it

Taste it, traced it, erased it



Hes my post to lean on

And I just cut him down

So Im out to land on somethin

Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground



Eyed it, dried it, untied it

Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it

Taste it, trace it, erased it



Hes my post to lean on

And I just cut him down

So Im out to land on somethin

Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground



Hes my post to lean on

And I just cut him down

So Im out to land on somethin

Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground