โหลดเพลง mp3 Nuthinduan Waltz - Andrew Bird

Nuthinduan Waltz - Andrew Bird
I'm just an old youth

With a cane made of root
And a dog with a nasal disease
I sit when it's breezing
My dog's always sneezing
I swear it's the voice of Louise
Why do you do when you don't have a clue
And the only thing doing is nothing at all
Except wait for night fall when
The will of the wind has it's way in
The grass on a summer's day

And the rope ends that hung above
Layers of dung had little on all sides but air
In the buzzing dry wheat that wisps my bare feet,
I step on my doggie's despair
Why do you do when you don't have a clue
And the only thing doing is nothing at all
Except wait for night fall when the will of the wind
Has it's way in the grass on a summer's day

Why do you do when you don't have a clue
And the only thing doing is nothing at all

Except wait for night fall
When the will of the wind has
It's way in the grass on a summer's day

I'm just an old yout, with a cane made of root

And a dog with a nasal disease