The Decemberists - The Rake's Song Lyrics
Get the lyrics to the song: The Rake's Song by The Decemberists at LyricsKeeper.com.
The Rake's Song
The Rake's Song Lyrics |
---|
What Are The Lyrics For The Rake's Song By The Decemberists?
I had entered into a marriage
In the summer of my twenty-first year And the bells rang for our wedding Only now do I remember it clear Alright, alright, alright No more a rake and no more a bachelor I was wedded and it whetted my thirst Until her womb start spilling out babies Only then did I reckon my curse Alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright First came Isaiah with his crinkled little fingers Then came Charlotte and that wretched girl Dawn Ugly Myfanwy died on delivery Mercifully taking her mother along Alright, alright, alright What can one do when one is widower Shamefully saddled with three little pests All that I wanted was the freedom of a new life So my burden I began to divest Alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright Charlotte I buried after feeding her foxglove Dawn was easy, she was drowned in the bath Isaiah fought but was easily bested Burned his body for incurring my wrath Alright, alright, alright And that's how I came your humble narrator To be living so easy and free Expect you think that I should be haunted But it never really bothers me Alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright |
Who Wrote The Rake's Song By The Decemberists?
Colin Meloy
|
What's The Duration Of The The Rake's Song By The Decemberists?The duration of The Rake's Song is 3:15 minutes and seconds. |
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- Dead 50's: Understand Your Man Don't call my name out your window, I'm leavin'…
- The Blue Flames: Mystery Train Train I ride, sixteen coaches long…
- Slobberbone: Whiskey Glass Eye Hey I been drinkin', I bet you couldn't tell…
- J. Vincent Edwards: Aquarius When the moon is in the Seventh House…
- Hot Club Of 52nd Street: On the Sunny Side of the Street Walked with no one and talked with no one…