Darrell Scott - Sage After Rain lyrics
[Darrell Scott - Sage After Rain lyrics]
He died with his boots on
In another man's bed
The way he once said it would be
He's a scoundrel I guess
Just got what was due
But he was always a good friend to me
He talked of a girl he'd known long ago
His eyes welled with tears when
He'd try to explain
How the sound of her voice
It made him feel whole
And the smell of her skin
Like sage after rain like sage after rain
Like sage after rain
I'd go to East Colfax with one of my friends
Back in high school for something to do
And that's where I met him when
He bought us some beer
A six pack if he could have two
He said come back to my place
You can drink it there safe
Don't worry it's cool
Then he gave us his name
I paused at a picture and he told me
About her and the smell of her skin
Like sage after rain like sage after rain
Like sage after rain
I'd go to his house
And we'd talk book for hours
Pacing the floor as he'd quote from his head
There's an old Royal typewriter a
Desk by a window
Three novels in boxes under his bed
A drafty old house
His grandfather'd left him he grew up in
Boston came west on a train
The snow-covered front range and
A lovely young teacher the smell of her skin
Like sage after rain like sage after rain
Like sage after rain
She was killed in the wreck
That left him half-broken
He told me about it one time, and that's all
Some people said it'd have helped
If she was driving
He said that made less than
No difference at all he'd talk of her beauty
Her eyes and her fire
He'd smile when he called her
"broad with great brains"
But there was always respect
And his memories were tender
And the smell of her skin
Like sage after rain like sage after rain
Like sage after rain
They called me about him early one morning
I made the arrangements that sent him to burn
No wife, no children, no next-of-kin there
Like it said in his will they gave me the urn
I drove North to Wyoming in
A late April drizzle
A place where we'd hunted
On the antelope plain
I spread him about in the place he had chosen
A prayer and a breath of sage after rain
Sage after rain sage after rain
In another man's bed
The way he once said it would be
He's a scoundrel I guess
Just got what was due
But he was always a good friend to me
He talked of a girl he'd known long ago
His eyes welled with tears when
He'd try to explain
How the sound of her voice
It made him feel whole
And the smell of her skin
Like sage after rain like sage after rain
Like sage after rain
I'd go to East Colfax with one of my friends
Back in high school for something to do
And that's where I met him when
He bought us some beer
A six pack if he could have two
He said come back to my place
You can drink it there safe
Don't worry it's cool
Then he gave us his name
I paused at a picture and he told me
About her and the smell of her skin
Like sage after rain like sage after rain
Like sage after rain
I'd go to his house
And we'd talk book for hours
Pacing the floor as he'd quote from his head
There's an old Royal typewriter a
Desk by a window
Three novels in boxes under his bed
A drafty old house
His grandfather'd left him he grew up in
Boston came west on a train
The snow-covered front range and
A lovely young teacher the smell of her skin
Like sage after rain like sage after rain
Like sage after rain
She was killed in the wreck
That left him half-broken
He told me about it one time, and that's all
Some people said it'd have helped
If she was driving
He said that made less than
No difference at all he'd talk of her beauty
Her eyes and her fire
He'd smile when he called her
"broad with great brains"
But there was always respect
And his memories were tender
And the smell of her skin
Like sage after rain like sage after rain
Like sage after rain
They called me about him early one morning
I made the arrangements that sent him to burn
No wife, no children, no next-of-kin there
Like it said in his will they gave me the urn
I drove North to Wyoming in
A late April drizzle
A place where we'd hunted
On the antelope plain
I spread him about in the place he had chosen
A prayer and a breath of sage after rain
Sage after rain sage after rain