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lyrics

Fade

She's no priest
But she got my prays
She's not sweet
But she got my taste

In a town like this
You gotta have a love
Of your own
Won't you listen to my words, boy

I'm just and old man
Selling my soul in some dirty street

Won't you listen my prayers tonight
Oh lord
And keep my baby, out of evil's sight
Now as she flies, i'm dying away

She's my june
I'm her cash
She's a gulp of fresh air
In a city full of smoke

The coffee and the cigarettes
Are the last scent of her
In my apartment
Won't you listen to my words, boy?

I'm just and old man
Drinking sandness in a jar

Won't you listen my prayers tonight
Oh lord
And keep my baby, out of evil's sight
Now as she flies, i'm dying away

Oh baby, i swear
I'm better than before
Oh baby, i swear
I'm not the man i used to be

And if you tell me you love me
you know i'll come running
Back to you
Won't you listen to my words, boy?

I'm just and old man
And i have died away

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from Western Folks - EP, released May 6, 2015

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Western Folks São Paulo, Brazil

Western Folks is a brazilian band from São Paulo formed in march 2014, which mixes indie rock, blues and southern rock.

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