Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Muddy Hymnal, artist - Iron. Album song The Creek Drank The Cradle, in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 07.11.2005
Record label: Sub Pop
Song language: English
Muddy Hymnal |
| We found your name across the chapel door |
| Carved in cursive with a table fork |
| Muddy hymnals and some boot marks where you’d been |
| The shaking preacher told the captain’s man |
| The righteous suffer in a fallen land |
| Then pulled the shade to keep the crowd from peeking in We found your children by the tavern door |
| With wooden buttons and an apple core |
| Playing house and telling everyone you’d drowned |
| The begging choir told the captain’s man |
| We all assume the worst the best we can |
| And for a round or two they gladly drag you down |
| We found you sleeping by your lover’s stone |
| A ream of paper and a telephone |
| A broken bow across a long lost violin |
| Your lover’s angel told the captain’s man |
| It never ends the way we had it planned |
| And kissed her palm and placed it on your dreaming head |