(Townes Van Zandt). . Well, won't you lend your lungs to me?. Mine are collapsing. Plant my feet and bitterly breathe up the time that's passing. Breath I'll take and breath I'll give and pray the day's not poison.
Won't you lend your lungs to me. Mine are collapsin'. Plant my feet and bitterly breathe. Up the time that's passin'. And breath I'll take and breath I'll give.
Loretta, she's a barroom girl, wears them sevens on her sleeve. Dances like a diamond shines, tells me lies I love to believe. Her age is always 22, her laughing eyes are hazel hue.
Oh Loretta she's my barroom girl. Wears them sevens on her sleeve. Dances like a diamond shines. Tell me lies I love to believe. Her age is always twenty two.
Dreams that have flown down the hall. Tears that were sown on despair. Summer's turned fall, they don't matter at all. When I wake and find you lying there.
Well Loretta, she's a bar-room girl. Wears them sevens on her sleeve. Dances like a diamond shines. Tell me lies I love to believe. . Her age is always 22.