river run low, warm as cream and coffee
take me back home, don't leave me here to dream
white neon and hay bales on the breeze
your lawless majesty
it's too much to leave behind
your kindness has made a fool of me
it's made a mess out of me
what do you hear? a brass bell in the harbor
and my own hopeless tear, what am I supposed to say?
I thought I'd be proud today
I suppose I've been tempting fate
rehearsing perfect crimes
hypnotized by my enemy
he says "you're working for me."
he says
bop shoo bop shoo bop bop shoo bop
doo do doo doo lang doo lang doo wah
too young to wait another night
and blessed with such an appetite
little black boat, a spirit on the water
and a song in my bones as my lover has her way
three seasons of satisfied grace
worn to threadbare faith
this little light of mine
is a little bit brighter when you call my name
go on and call my name
call me
bop shoo bop shoo bop bop shoo bop
doo do doo doo lang doo lang doo wah
too young to wait another night
and blessed with such an appetite
and it's too late to make a deal
held here underneath your heel
bop shoo bop shoo bop bop shoo bop
doo do doo doo lang doo lang doo wah
Durham, NC singer-songwriter Skylar Gudasz makes intimate Americana delivered with dry wit and stunningly precise vocal acumen. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 14, 2020