Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yankee Bayonet (I Will Be Home Then), artist - The Decemberists. Album song The Crane Wife, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 08.12.2016
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Yankee Bayonet (I Will Be Home Then) |
Heart-carved tree trunk, Yankee bayonet |
A sweetheart left behind |
Far from the hills of the sea-swelled Carolinas |
That’s where my true love lies |
Look for me when the sun-bright swallow |
Sings upon the birch bough high |
But you are in the ground with the voles and the weevils |
All a’chew upon your bones so dry |
But when the sun breaks |
To no more bulletin battle-cry |
Then will you make a grave |
For I will be home then |
I will be home then |
I will be home then |
I will be home then |
Then |
When I was a girl how the hills of Oconee |
Made a seam to hem me in There at the fair when our eyes caught, careless |
Got my heart right pierced by a pin |
But oh, did you see all the dead of Manassas |
All the bellies and the bones and the bile |
Though I lingered here with the blankets barren |
And my own belly big with child |
But when the sun breaks |
To no more bulletin battle-cry |
Then will you make a grave |
For I will be home then |
I will be home then |
I will be home then |
I will be home then |
Stems and bones and stone walls too |
Could keep me from you |
Scaly skin is all too few |
To keep me from you |
But oh my love, though our bodies may be parted |
Though our skin may not touch skin |
Look for me with the sun-bright sparrow |
I will come on the breath of the wind |