David Bazan - The Ballad of Pedro y Blanco lyrics
[David Bazan - The Ballad of Pedro y Blanco lyrics]
And pair off with the one
That you like the best
Right away you're out looking for food
Wonderin' if you both made the wrong move
Look out, here come two little ones
And peace in the valley a few days a month
Tremblin' a little, I wait to be found
By a fisherman's daughter with
Her overalls down
Singin'
They don't make 'em like this anymore
They don't make 'em like this anymore
Anymore
Kids are grown and we're hitting our stride
Both in love and the money's alright
Lucky and careful we dodged our worst fears
But not much of the pain we heaped
On each other for all those years
Singin'
They don't make 'em like this anymore
They don't make 'em like this anymore
Because they don't make 'em like this anymore
Anymore
Dreamin' on in a hospital bed
I'm holding her hand and kissing her head
Kids and grandkids in unison howl
Put down your guitar, go enjoy her right now