TheStableSong

The Stable Song - Gregory Alan Isakov

Written by：Gregory Alan Isakov

I know when a song's were just like clear

Like gospel hymns that you call in the air

Come down come down

Sweet reverent

Until my simple heart sound ring

And ring

Ring like silver ring like gold

Ring out those ghosts on the Ohio

Ring like clear day wedding balls

Were we the belly of the beast or the sword that fell

I'll never tell

They come me clear and cold

Some say

Wives of earl spinning weaves

At that machine

I've gone crazy couldn't you tell

I threw stones at the stars

But the whole sky fell

Now I'm covered up in straw belly

Up on the table

I drank and sang and passed unstable

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