專輯：Gossip In The Grain
歌曲：Winter Birds
作詞：Ray LaMontagne
作曲：Ray LaMontagne
It's the Widow now that owns
that angry plow
The spartan Mule and
The Crippled Cow
The fallow field that will
yield no more
As the fox lay sleeping
beneath her kitchen floor
The stream can't contain
such the withering rain
And from the pasture
the fence it is leaning away
The clouds crack and growl
Like some great cat
on the prowl
Crying out "I am
I am" over and over again
The days grow short
As the nights grow long
The kettle sings its
tortured song
As many petaled kiss
I place upon her brow
Oh my lady
lady I am loving you now
The winter birds have
come back again
Here the sprightly Chickadee
Gone now is the Willow Wren
In passing greet each other
as if old old friends
And to the voiceless trees
It is their own
they will lend
The days grow short
As the nights grow long
The kettle sings
its tortured song
As many petaled kiss
I place upon her brow
Oh my lady
lady I am loving you now
And though all these
things will change
The memories will remain
As green to gold
and gold to brown
The leaves will fall to
feed the ground
And in their falling
make no sound
Oh my lady
Lady I am loving you now
I've gathered all my money
and I'm goin' to town
To buy my lady a long
and flowing gown
'Cause come tomorrow morning
We're off to the county fair
I'll find a yellow flower
And I will lace it in her hair
