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The Decemberists - I'll Be Your Girl Album Lyrics



The Decemberists - I'll Be Your Girl Lyrics






Once In My Life

Oh, for once in my
Oh, for once in my life
Could just something go
Could just something go right?

Oh, for once in my
Oh, for once in my life
Could just something go
Could just something go right?

I've been waiting all my life
I've been waiting all my life
All my life
My life

Oh, for once in my
Oh, for once in my life
Could just something go
Could just something go right?

I've been waiting all my life
I've been waiting all my life
All my life
My life
All my life
All my life

I've been waiting all my life
I've been waiting all my life
All my life (oh, for once in my, oh, for once in my life)
My life
All my life (oh, for once in my, oh, for once in my life)
All my life
(Oh, for once in my, oh, for once in my life) all my life, all my life, all my life
(Oh, for once in my, oh, for once in my life)

I could wait for hours
I could wait and never fall down
Never fall down
Never fall down

Lay us down
Beside the river
Face down
Beside the river
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Writer: Colin Meloy, Georgia Hubley, Ira Kaplan
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




Cutting Stone

Dreamed I had a cutting stone
Dreamed I held it all my own
It cut through wire, wood, and bone
I'll cut you down, my cutting stone

Cutting stone oh fear me none
Whether wild or whether won
Though I travel far from home
I'll always have my cutting stone

Wandering, I chanced upon
A wayward child lost anon
And when he laid across my chest
My cutting stone it did the rest

Cutting stone oh fear me none
Whether wild or whether won
Though I travel far from home
I'll always have my cutting stone

In a valley green and wide
A suitor wept for a dying bride
And when he turned his eyes on me
A cutting stone did set him free

Cutting stone oh fear me none
Whether wild or whether won
Though I travel far from home
I'll always have my cutting stone

Cutting stone oh fear me none
Whether wild or whether won
Though I travel far from home
I'll always have my cutting stone

There upon a mountaintop
I looked down on to what I'd wrought
And when I saw my labors through
I cut my cutting stone in two

Cutting stone oh fear me none
Whether wild or whether won
Though I travel far from home
I'll always have my cutting stone
I'll always have my cutting stone
I'll cut you down, my cutting stone
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Writer: Colin Meloy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




Severed

I alight like a whisper
I alight with the lights out
And it won't take me long just to find you
And it won't take me long just to find you

I'm allied to the winter
But don't you get clever
Don't you get clever
I'm allied to the landslide
Gonna leave you all severed
Gonna leave you all severed

I alone am the answer
I alone will make wrongs right
But in order to root out the cancer
It's got to be kept from the sunlight

I'm allied to the winter
But don't you get clever
Don't you get clever
I'm allied to the landslide
Gonna leave you all severed
Gonna leave you all severed

I was born to a jackal
I was born in a whiteout
Gonna smother you all 'til I choke you
Gonna smother you all 'til you kick out

I'm allied to the winter
But don't you get clever
Don't you get clever
I'm allied to the landslide
Gonna leave you all severed
Gonna leave you all severed
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Writer: Colin Meloy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




Starwatcher

Starwatcher
Starwatcher in the night
Starwatcher
Starwatcher bend the light

There's a rider on the road
There's calamity awaiting to unfold
There is poison in the well
There's the arbor of a distant ringing bells
It's says hold, hold, hold your ground

Skywatcher
Skywatcher rules the day
Skywatcher
Skywatcher cruel and fey

There are figures on the shore
At the laundromat, they're whispering of war
There's a lady on the stair
All a-shambling with thistles in her hair
Singing hold, hold, hold your ground
Hold, hold, hold your ground

Starwatcher
Starwatcher in the night
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Writer: Colin Meloy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




Tripping Along

We were tripping tripping tripping tripping tripping along
While you're orbiting, might I?
While you're orbiting, might I?
Lick you sticky sticky sticky sticky sticky and sweep
They're all turning a blind eye
They're all turning a blind eye

But oh what I'd do just to lie with you die in your arms
What wouldn't I give just to live with that sense of alarm?
But your relatives gathered all clamber about for your mind
And they're tearing and swearing to leave you all naked and blind

So we keep a-ripping ripping ripping ripping rips in the sheets
'Till it's all coming undone
'Till it's all coming undone
And we're drippy drippy drippy drippy, what messes are we?
And I'm due for a line out
And I'm due for a light out

But just as I'm cusping on slumber and dumbing my eyes
What spin-twisting vision comes listing and jelly alike?
And bothering toddles all over this beautiful light
This fickle young sister's away in the dimming of night

La de da de da de da da da
Da de da de da de da da da
Da de da de da de da da da
Da de da de da de da da da
Da de da de da de da da da
Da de da de da de da da da
Da de da de da de da da da da
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Writer: Colin Meloy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




Your Ghost

Along the old sea wall
Inside the banquet hall
Below the cellar's stair
Maybe you'll find me there
Your ghost, oh your ghost
Your ghost

And when you take your rest
My weight upon your breast
And should you close your eyes
I'll still materialize
Your ghost, oh your ghost
Your ghost

Na na na na na
Na na na na na

And at your final end
When you are free again
No longer long to be
You will be belong to me
Your ghost, oh your ghost
Oh your ghost, oh your ghost

Na na na na na
Na na na na na

Na na na na na
Na na na na na

Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Your ghost, oh your ghost
Ghost
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
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Writer: Colin Meloy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




Everything Is Awful

Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, thing
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful

Oh everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, thing
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful
Everything is awful, everything is

What's that crashing sound
follows us around?
That's the sound of all things good breaking

Put your fears to rest
You know it's for the best
As a choir of angels sings

Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, thing
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful

Oh everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, thing
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful
Everything is awful, everything is

I know you've worked so hard
To hoist your own petard
Must be so nice the point caught in your side

Lay down your heavy head
It's safer here in bed
And let those voice ring

Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, thing
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful

Oh everything, everything, everything, everything, every little thing
Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is awful (every little thing)
Everything is awful, everything is

La la la la la
La la la la awful
Everything is

La la la la la
La la la la awful
Would you kindly keep it down?

La la la la la
La la la la awful
Just try to get some sleep

La la la la la
La la la la awful
Everything is
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Writer: Colin Meloy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave




Suckers Prayer

I was not ready for the road
I was so discontent to wear that heavy load
And so I got down on my knees
I made a sucker's prayer
A grim bode of baudelaire before

And when nobody did respond
I took my glasses off and went to find a pond
Stuffing rocks into the pockets of my pants
And when I waded in
Those currents carried them away

I wanna love somebody but I don't know how
I've been so long lonely and it's getting me down
I wanna throw my body in the river and drown
I wanna love somebody but I don't know how

So if you're lost along the way
And if you're thinking that will always be the case
Won't you listen to my plea?
You'll make a sucker's prayer
Just go and leave it that-a-way

I wanna love somebody but I don't know how
I've been so long lonely and it's getting me down
I wanna throw my body in the river and drown
I wanna love somebody but I don't know how
I wanna love somebody but I don't know how
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Writer: Colin Meloy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




We All Die Young

It was late one night, I was counting out my stitches
Laying by the side of the road
I was a long time gone and slipping off my britches
Feeling like it's time to go home
Yeah, feeling like it's time to go home

And in this dream, Bill Tecumseh Sherman
Glowered at the foot of my bed
He was long and lean, he spoke in perfect German
And I recorded all that he said
Yeah, I recorded all that he said

And he said
We all die young
We all die young
We all die young
We all die young

When I woke next day, layered in the lashings
Feeling for the hole in my head
I was thinking 'bout my dad, thinking 'bout the nashings
Of all the bitter things that he said
Yeah, all the worrying things that he had said

And he said
We all die young
We all die young
We all die young
We all die young

Son, he said
We all die young
(We all die young)
We all die young
(We all die young)
We all die young
(We all die) we all die young

And it came to pass when everything had ended
The world was just a grubby balloon
And I spoke up, said sorry if I've offended
This voice came from the back of the room
Oh, screaming from the back of the room

It said
We all die young
(We all die young)
We all die young
(We all die young)
We all die young
We all die, we all die young

One more time
We all die young
Bill Tecumseh Sherman We all die young
We all die young
Sorry if I've offended We all die young
We all die young
We all die, we all die young

(We all die young)
(We all die young)
We all die, we all die young

(We all die young)
(We all die young)
We all die, we all die young
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Writer: Colin Meloy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




Rusalka Rusalka / Wild Rushes

Rusalka, Rusalka your arms out of water
Your hair like an alien bloom
Dark-eyed Rusalka, your brow tressed in flowers
Pale in a liminal moon
And all that you are is a star on the water

When first I went swimming, I heeded no warning
And dared breach your rippling pool
As I lulled and lingered, the ring slipped my finger
And drifted down the deepening cool
And all that I want is to fall in your shallows

And now we are wed, the water our bed
And bank to bank a property lake
And you are my wild-eyed rusalka, my river bride
Drag me down, take me away
And here we will lie, you and I, 'neath the cold, dark sky

Beware the wild rushes, my mother told me
That grow on the bank side along the salt sea
But I being young, I heeded her none
So to the wild rushes the wind carried me

The summer was here and the sun it was high
And to the wild rushes I came by and by
And there took my seat and dipped in my feet
When through the wild rushes, a voice sweetly cried

Come down, my little darling, come closer to me
The water is warm; it is salty and free
I long for your touch but I won't ask too much
And I, being foolish, walked in to my knees

Come down, little darling, and lay at my breast
Oh come a little closer and I'll do the rest
I waited so long for a lover to come
And I, being foolish, walked in to my chest

Come down, my little darling, oh farther come in
For deeper the water, the sweeter the sin
My lily lies here, if you'd only draw near
And I, being foolish, went in to my chin

Oh come, my little darling, do you feel my cool breath?
Do you feel my arms around you so warm and so wet?
Swept from my feet, she pulled me beneath
And in the wild rushes, I went to my death
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Writer: Colin Meloy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




Ill Be Your Girl

When the summer days live to bore you
And the river lies long before you
And the one that you love ignores you
I'll be your girl

Like a senator works a full room
Like a lover undone by full moon
Like a lily alive in full bloom
I'll be your girl

And when the tempests rage and all the oceans roar
At your door
I could be your man but I'd be that much more
And more

So when everything soft abrades you
When fortune has long betrayed you
And you're longing for an arm to stay you
I'll be your girl

And when the tempests rage and all the oceans roar
At your door
I could be your man but I'd be that much more
And more

So if you're ever feeling less your time due
Like someone bereft and lied to
And you never need a guy to guide you
I'll be your girl
I'll be your girl
I'll be your girl
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Writer: Colin Meloy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management






I'll Be Your Girl is the eighth studio album by the American indie rock band The Decemberists, released on March 16, 2018 on Capitol and Rough Trade. Produced by John Congleton, the band experimented with new instrumentation during the album's recording sessions, including several synth-based compositions inspired by New Order and Depeche Mode.

The album was preceded by the singles "Severed" and "Once in My Life".
Performed By: The Decemberists
Genre(s): Folk rock, synthpop
Producer(s): John Congleton
Length: 43:06
Released: March 16th, 2018
Year: 2018

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