Lena Is A White Table Lyrics - Jane Siberry

First you go up the hill 

(Don't forget to say the church) 

The church why? I don't think 

(In case they miss the turn) 

Let me do the talking 

(You make mistakes sometimes) 

Well, so do you too 

(Never let me talk) 

Yeah, drink your beer 

This is no surprise 

They're always arguing 

They're from down in 

(Darts my friend) 

And when you reach the top 

Out on the scraggy backs just there 

Say, you must be new, a movie camera 

(Ooh) 

Well, I wouldn't go 

(Darts?) 

Don't 

(Over his shoulder, as he goes to play darts) 

Who is that with you? 

(Darts my friend) 

How does she hang the clothes climb up on herself? 

There's a house 

(White) 

A back porch 

(Grey) 

Just a table there 

(Don't forget the laundry line) 

Yes, nobody knows how far it goes 

(Many men have died) 

Baloney, phooey, past the fishing banks 

Probably past the edge of the earth maybe 

Oh, come on 

And sometimes there is a chair 

The table legs they never 

Move waiting and pressing 

And the clothesline stop don't move 

Well, maybe she should go to school 

No, no, she's a table 

Lena's a white table 

And in the afternoon, and in the autumn air 

The porch is bare and still there is a waiting there 

And flint the laundry line, apples rolling down the hill 

I hope that she's here, what if she's not here? 

I don't think she's here, I hope she's not here 

Don't you think she's here, I don't think she's here 

And sometimes there is a chair 

The table legs they never move 

Waiting and pressing, 

And the clothesline stop don't move 

Well, maybe she should go to school 

No, no, she's a table 

Lena's a white table 

Well, maybe she should learn to pray 

No, no, she's a table 

Lena's a white table 

We saw her waiting by the line 

Which line? The laundry line 

Waiting for the clothes to dry 

What if she freezes in mid-air? 

No, no, no, no, no