Roger Clyne & the Peacemakers - Green & Dumb from Honky Tonk Union

The daisies stand up on their tip toes,
the clouds tumble over themselves in the sky,
and all the pretty horses come runnin' to her,
even the dust devils prey,
that they'll catch her eye.

I haunt her house from the outside,
I watch her bake cornbread and talk on the phone,
the wireless on the inside plays a sad sweet song,
a mute moonlit statue of mine,
she waltzs alone.

But baby, baby, I could call you baby,
if I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue.
Baby, baby, I could call you baby,
if I weren't so green and dumb.

The wind ain't stop blowing since morning,
its got me froze up on the inside,
and I could get warm in the bunkhouse,
thaw out on a coffee and bread.
 Baby, baby, I could call you baby,
if I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue.
Baby, baby, I could call you baby,
if I weren't so green and dumb.

I need your government warning,
like I need a hole in my head.
I won't shoot your coyotes, and I won't burn your weeds,
your paycheck won't fill up this hollow,
it won't dull all the achin'.

But baby, baby, I could call you baby,
if I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue.
Baby, baby, I could call you baby,
if I weren't so green and dumb.
If I weren't so green and dumb.
If I weren't so green and dumb.
If I weren't so green and dumb [with a florish on dumb].

Lyrics by Roger Clyne.
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