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Busted Heart
04:17
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It has been many years, since I knew how to love
my hearts been filled with fear from the lies I thought I could trust
I locked myself up tight, pretended I was happy alone
so many lonely nights, going home alone after the show
You helped me heal, my busted heart
you helped me up, when I had fallen apart
I put my trust in you, when all my trust was gone
you helped me heal, my busted heart
When I saw you at first, I though that you were like all the rest
another man no better no worse, I didn't care to give you a chance
but your smile grew on me, and I wanted to have you around
the ways you could quietly be, setting you apart from the crowd
You helped me heal, my busted heart
you helped me up, when I had fallen apart
I put my trust in you, when all my trust was gone
you helped me heal, my busted heart
I never met somebody like you, and you never knew nobody like me
we found in each other something new, something that we couldn't let be
I could go on and on about that way that he makes me feel,
got me questioning who I am, wondering whats even real
You helped me heal, my busted heart
you helped me up, when I had fallen apart
I put my trust in you, when all my trust was gone
you helped me heal, my busted heart
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Je m'envolerai
02:33
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un bon matin au levé du jour
je m'envolerai
pour un long voyage sans retour
je m'envolerai
i'll fly away fly away oh glory
i'll fly away oh glory
when i die hallelujah by and by
i'll fly away
dans la nuit quand tout sera endormi
je m'envolerai
comme un oiseau qui le soir s'enfuit
je m'envolerai
i'll fly away fly away oh glory
i'll fly away oh glory
when i die hallelujah by and by
i'll fly away
encore quelques jours de tourment
je m'envolerai
vers la joie l'amour indéfiniment
je m'envolerai
i'll fly away fly away oh glory
i'll fly away oh glory
when i die hallelujah by and by
i'll fly away
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Too Old for Nashville
03:17
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Sometimes I let myself dream
That I'm ready for the big scene
Tho my guitar's still rusty
And my hair's turnin grey
I'll make it to Nashville someday
My teenage years went too fast
Smokin with friends who didn't last
Workin two jobs to pay for school
I didn't leave then, I was a fool
Now I'm too old for Nashville
But I'm too young to die
I may be bitter
And I may seem tough
But goddamn if I don't try
I didn't have much time to practice
And I could've dyed my hair blonde
Instead I lay gazin at the Dolly Parton poster
Thinkin I was too far gone
Now I'm too old for Nashville
But I'm too young to die
I may be bitter
And I may seem tough
But goddamn if I don't try
And when the sun comes up tomorrow
I’ll be headed their way
No matter what they think
Of my queer ways
Now I'm too old for Nashville
But I'm too young to die
I may be bitter
And I may seem tough
But goddamn if I’m not enough
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