Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bucket, artist - Greg Brown. Album song The Evening Call, in the genre Музыка мираDate of issue: 07.08.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Red House
Song language: English
Bucket |
| Put it in the bucket if the bucket’s there |
| Throw it in the alley, honey, I don’t care |
| Stay beneath the covers in your underwear and throw down |
| Put it in the mail, sail it on the sea |
| Dress it up and send it to the jubilee — |
| I got a woman down in Missouri, I’m gonna go down |
| Take it to the forest and give it a toss |
| Down in the gully, honey, over in the moss |
| Without you, babe, I’m a total loss and a loser |
| Send me an E, call me on the phone |
| Please don’t leave me here all alone |
| Morning comes like the twilight zone, I can’t use her |
| Ain’t it a big one, ain’t it tall |
| Looks about as high as a prison wall |
| Up we climb and down we fall together |
| Over and over and into the blue |
| We say we are but we’re never through |
| I’ve got a big bad thing for you forever |
| Call it impossible, call it a crime |
| Not kissing you is a waste of time |
| It doesn’t scan and it doesn’t rhyme without you |
| Call it a picnic, take it to the park |
| Meet me at the willow along about dark |
| The only song I sing like a meadowlark is about you |
| Fry it up, choke it down, save me some |
| I’m so happy I must be dumb |
| A sparrow at your shoes pecking at the crumbs you’re leaving |
| How do we end what we should begin |
| I don’t even know what town we’re in |
| Please, God, say that it isn’t a sin I’m grieving |
| Yes, it’s a big one, yes, it’s wide |
| Out to the world from deep inside |
| With me, love, oh please abide a while |
| Once again I am on my knees |
| Singing to you in Portuguese |
| It feels like the sky and the wind and the trees are on trial |
| Put it in your laughter, put it in your drink |
| Put all the pretty lies under the sink |
| You always hid me, didn’t you think I was trying? |
| Write it in your journal or prop it in a nook |
| It oughta be illegal when you give me that look |
| Write another chapter at the close of the book I’m dying |
| Mix it with the ashes, throw it on the rocks |
| Hide it in your bra, stuff it in your socks |
| Only you and I could take those walks, oh my dear |
| Wash it all out, throw it in the dryer |
| Put it on the back burner with a low fire |
| Write another song for the lonely choir, just get it out of here |
| Yes, it’s a big one, yes, it’s tall |
| Two little children and one big wall |
| Up we climb and down we fall together |
| You say a gal’s gotta do what a gal’s gotta do |
| Well, just you remember how I love you |
| And that I’ve got a big bad thing for you forever |