mary's on the telephone - them coulee boys lyrics
she was sitting on her kitchen counter
singing something softly bout her
head, as it rests against the phone
i think that her voice sounds funny
“don’t sing to me on the telephone, honey
save those songs for when i get back home.”
i know that you don’t like to sing alone
mary magdalene, we’re two drops short on gasoline
i don’t think we’ll make it to the coast
you said your father was a preacher
and you don’t talk to jesus
but that don’t mean that i don’t love you the most
that don’t men that i don’t love you the most
never thought i’d have the time to see
you treat your love like currency
but i am currently in debt
it won’t take gifts, it won’t take money
love takes time and i don’t got that honey
make the most of the time that we have left
you never were the one to have regrets
mary magdalene, we’re two drops short on gasoline
i don’t think we’ll make it to the coast
you said your father was a preacher
and you don’t talk to jesus
but that don’t mean that i don’t love you the most
that don’t men that i don’t love you the most
[instrumental]
i’ve been sleeping on my own
and mary’s on the telephone
my dreams take me far from home
and mary’s on the telephone
i’ve been sleeping on my own
and mary’s on the telephone
my dreams take me far from home
and mary’s on the telephone
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