Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wolves (Song of the Shepherd's Dog), artist - Iron & Wine. Album song The Shepherd's Dog, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 24.09.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Sub Pop
Song language: English
Wolves (Song of the Shepherd's Dog) |
Wolves by the road and a bike wheel spinning on a pawn shop wall |
She’ll wring out her colored hair like a butterfly beaten in a summer rainfall |
And then roll on the kitchen floor of some fucker with a pocketful of foreign |
change |
The song of the shepherd’s dog, a ditch in the dark |
In the ear of the lamb, who’s going to try to run away? |
Whoever got that brave? |
Wolves in the middle of town and the chapel bell ringing through the windblown |
trees |
She’ll wave to the butcher’s boy with the parking lot music everybody believes |
And then dive like a dying bird at any dude with a dollar at the penny arcade |
The song of the shepherd’s dog, the waiter and the check |
Or the rooster on a rooftop waiting for day |
And you know what he’s going to say |
Wolves at the end of the bed and a postcard hidden in her winter clothes |
She’ll weep in the back of a truck to the traitors only trying to find her |
bullet hole |
And then run down a canopy road to some mother and a baby with a cross to bear |
The song of the shepherd’s dog |
A little brown flea in the bottle of oil for your wooly wild hair |
You’ll never get him out of there |