Engine Driver Lyrics - Picaresque - Decemberists

I'm an engine driver 

On a long run, on a long run 

Would I work beside her 

She's a long one, such a long one 

And if you don't love me 

Let me go 

And if you don't love me 

Let me go 

I'm a county lineman 

On a high line, on a high line 

So will be my grandson 

There are power lines in our bloodlines 

And if you don't love me 

Let me go 

And if you don't love me 

Let me go 

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And I am a writer, writer of fictions 

I am the heart that you call home 

And I've written pages upon pages 

Trying to rid you from my bones 

My bones, my bones 

I'm a money lender 

I have fortunes upon fortunes 

Take my hand for tender 

I am tortured, ever tortured 

And if you don't love me 

Let me go 

And if you don't love me 

Let me go 

And I am a writer, writer of fictions 

I am the heart that you call home 

And I've written pages upon pages 

Trying to rid you from my bones 

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I am a writer 

I am all that you have home, home 

And I've written pages upon pages 

Trying to rid you from my bones 

My bones, my bones 

And if you don't love me 

Let me go 

And if you don't love me 

Let me go 

And if you don't love me 

Let me go 

And if you don't love me 

Let me go