Connie Converse - Talkin' Like You | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Connie Converse
• Talkin' Like You

In between two tall mountains
There's a place they call Lonesome.
Don't see why they call it Lonesome;
I'm never lonesome when I go there.

See that bird sitting on my windowsill?
Well, heâr sayin whip-poor-will
all the night through.

See that brook running by my kitchen door?
Well, it couldn't talk no more
if it was you.

Up that tree there's sort of a squirrel thing.
Sounds just like we did when we were quarrelling.

In the yard I keep a pig or two.
They drop in for dinner like you used to do.

I don't stand in the need of company,
with everything I see
talkin like you.

Up that tree there's sort of a squirrel thing.
Sounds just like we did when we were quarrelling.

You may think you left me all alone,
but I can hear you talk without a telephone.

I don't stand in the need of company,
with everything I see
talkin like you.

See that bird sittin on my windowsill?
Well, heâr's sayin whip-poor-will
all the night through.

Just, whip-poor-will
all the night through.

In between two tall mountains
there's a place they call Lonesome.
Don't see why they call it Lonesome;
I'm never lonesome now I live there.