Chris Bathgate
madison house
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Oh
Our oaths
And tongues
Are golden.
And e-
V'ry home
We know
Is sentenced
And I'm not askin' you to change your name
But I can't leave you
I can't leave you now
I'll cut away somehow.
Left a hole in the cold September dawn
It's known
To snow
Where I was born
And when
Approached
Our bor-
Ders are torn
And I'm not askin' you to save my place
But I can't see you
I can't see you now
I'll cut away somehow.
Left a hole in the cold September dawn
On the day I go
Oo-ooh
Oo-ooh
Oo-oo-oooh
Oo-ooh
Oo-ooh
Oo-oo-oooh
Oo-ooh
Oo-ooh
Oo-oo-oooh
Oo-ooh
Oo-ooh
Oo-oo-oooh
- Album:
- Old Factory EP
- A Detailed Account Of Three Dreams
- Miscellaneous
- Salt Year
- Old Factory
- Throatsleep
- Auld Lang Syne
- Serpentine (Radio Edit)
- Serpentine
- A Cork Tale Wake
- Paste mPlayer #7
- Wait, Skeleton.
- Poor Eliza
- The Asheville Squints
- No Silver
- Silence Is For Suckers
- Folk Music for the End of the World
- Now Hear This! February 2008
- Ioda SXSW Opening Day Bash Sampler 2008
- SXSW 2008 Showcasing Artists