Joanna Newsom Lyrics

Easy Lyrics – Joanna Newsom Easy, easy My man and me We could rest and remain here, easily We are tested and pained By what’s beyond our bed We are

Have One On Me Lyrics – Joanna Newsom From the courtyard, I floated in and watched it go down Heard the cup drop, thought, “Well, that’s why they keep them

’81 Lyrics – Joanna Newsom I found a little plot of land in the garden of Eden It was dirt and dirt is all the same I tilled it with

Good Intentions Paving Co. Lyrics – Joanna Newsom Twenty miles left to the show Hello, my old country, hello Stars are just beginning to appear And I have never in

No Provenance Lyrics – Joanna Newsom Allelu, allelu I have died happy and lived to tell the tale to you I have slept for forty years and woke to find

Baby Birch Lyrics – Joanna Newsom This is the song for Baby Birch Oh I will never know you And at the back of what we’ve done There is that

On A Good Day Lyrics – Joanna Newsom Hey, hey, hey, the end is near On a good day you can see the end from here But I won’t turn

You And Me, Bess Lyrics – Joanna Newsom We picked our way down to the beach Watching the waves dragging out of our reach Tangling tails, like a sodden sheet

In California Lyrics – Joanna Newsom My heart became a drunken runt On the day I sunk in this shunt To tap me clean of all the wonder And the

Jackrabbits Lyrics – Joanna Newsom I was tired of being drunk My face cracked like a joke So I swung through here like a brace of jackrabbits With their necks

Go Long Lyrics – Joanna Newsom Last night again, you were in my dream Several expendable limbs were at stake You were a prince, spinning rims All sentiments Indian-given and

Occident Lyrics – Joanna Newsom Mercy me, the night is long Take my pen, to write you this song Lord, is it harder to carry on Or to know when

Soft As Chalk Lyrics – Joanna Newsom So, so long ago and so far away When time was just a line that you fed me when you wanted to stay

Esme Lyrics – Joanna Newsom I can feel a difference Today, a difference All of us in our tents Fearing God like a mistress We lay on the rocks in

Ribbon Bows Lyrics – Joanna Newsom There is a spring, not far from here The water runs both sweet and clear Both sweet and clear, and cold Could crack your

Kingfisher Lyrics – Joanna Newsom Whose is the hand that I will hold? Whose is the face I will see? Whose is the name that I will call when I

Does Not Suffice Lyrics – Joanna Newsom I will pack up my pretty dresses. I will box up my high-heeled shoes. A sparkling ring, for every finger, I’ll put away,