Lyrics How Will I Ever Be Simple Again - Richard Thompson
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song How Will I Ever Be Simple Again , by - Richard Thompson. Song from the album Celtschmerz, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня Release date: 31.12.1997 Record label: Beeswing Song language: English
How Will I Ever Be Simple Again
Oh she danced in the street with the guns all around her
All torn like a rag doll, barefoot in the rain
And she sang like a child, toora-day toora-daddy
Oh how will I ever be simple again
She sat by the banks of the dirty grey river
And tried for a fish with a worm on a pin
There was nothing but fever and ghosts in the water
Oh how will I ever be simple again
War was my love and my friend and companion
And what did I care for the pretty and plain
But her smile was so clear and my heart was so troubled
Oh how will I ever be simple again
In her poor burned-out house I sat at her table
The smell of her hair was like cornfields in May
And I wanted to weep and my eyes ached from trying
Oh how will I ever be simple again
So graceful she moved through the dust and the ruin