The Avett Brothers - Go to Sleep Lyrics
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Go to Sleep
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What Are The Lyrics For Go to Sleep By The Avett Brothers?
Lay back, lay back, go to sleep my man
Wipe the blood from you face and your hands Forgive yourself if you think that you can Go to sleep, go to sleep my man Twenty-one days lost at sea I fought For twenty-two years non-stop I've talked Through the desert, pissed drunk, and confused I walked I spit a tooth in the palm of my hand Lay back, lay back, go to sleep my man Wipe the blood from you face and your hands Forgive yourself if you think that you can Go to sleep, go to sleep my man Well the wind and the trees are ganging up on me They sing my funeral song in harmony Well I just want to walk home on the drunk I need But they keep singing and singing and singing to me La, La, La, La, La, La (I hear them singing) La, La, La, La, La, La (Singing for me) La, La, La, La, La, La (Oh!) Well I wish things were different, true, and deep But everything that's so shallow is everything about me If only I could just take all my money and leave I hope the people on the ground will understand I hope the people out there will understand Lay back, lay back, go to sleep my man Wipe the blood from you face and your hands Forgive yourself if you think that you can Go to sleep, go to sleep my man La, La Go to sleep, go to sleep my man La, La Go to sleep, go to sleep my man |
Who Wrote Go to Sleep By The Avett Brothers?
Robert Crawford, Scott Avett, Timothy Avett
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