I Love Your Army Songtext
von Chadwick Stokes

Only the leaves feel the need
The witching hour and the worker bees
But we better go South ′cause shadows are long
No matter how old you get you can still be wrong

'Cause I′m still just working it out
Hours into days
Sometimes I sit alone in the grass
Watching the cars and the trucks roll past

Listening for someone to slow down and turn
Into the driveway but I never learn
'Cause I'm still just working it out
Hours into days

If you wait you′ll see the wood ducks falling
Up in the tree you see the mama just pull them out
And if that morning the crow comes calling
I take heed and feel the firewater burn my throat


Nights as black as the coal we′re hauling
Remember to head back when the salamanders get too cold
Whoever said a kiss don't count, well
That person must′ve never never been kissed by you, by you

'Cause I′m still just working it out
Hours

I love my mother, I love my pa
I love this land, it should be free for all
I love your body, I love this floor
I love this house, I don't want no more

I love this road, I love your army
I love your clothes, I love this road
I love your army, I love your clothes

I love this road, I love your army
I love your clothes, I love your painting that′ll never be owned
No, it'll never be owned, never be owned
'Cause I′m still just working it out