Karaoké September Doves Lost Dog Street Band

And there was a very sacred place home back where I grew

Oh between three old pine trees that nobody knew

And I'd close my eyes and pass the time like younguns often do

But now I'm long gone

Completely ruined

Oh when darlin' you and I were made for many different things

Oh to live and learn and lie and laugh and fight and dance and sing

But our hearts have been so battered by the things that we have seen

And I can feel it in the way that you look at me

We could pick any old road and start again

Hell we could change our names and try to forget

Oh and Lord knows I'll be sorry when it's done

Oh but circumstances shot us down like

September doves

Circumstances shot us down like

September doves

And my grandmother's lullabies used to sing me to sleep

Oh and I can't sleep nowadays without liquid relief

Well if lullabies were whiskey then my Grandma's drinks were cheap

I can't afford sleep anymore

For when we were never made for love our souls are far too old

Oh but loneliness needs company and a lost dog needs a home

So you will be the fire and I will be the coal

Baby we can burn out of control

We could pick any old road and start again

Hell we could change our names and try to forget

Oh Lord knows I'll be sorry when it's done

Oh but circumstances shot us down like

September doves

Circumstances shot us down like

September doves

We could pick any old road and start again

Hell we could change our names and try to forget

Oh Lord knows I'll be sorry when it's done

Oh but circumstances shot us down like

September doves

Circumstances shot us down like

September doves