The Decemberists - We All Die Young lyrics
[The Decemberists - We All Die Young lyrics]
It was late one night
I was counting out my stitches
Laying by the side of the road
I was a long time gone
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 withering 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!
We all die young"
When he came to pass it 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!
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 young!
We all die, we all die young!
We all die young! We all die young!
We all die, we all die young!
I was counting out my stitches
Laying by the side of the road
I was a long time gone
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 withering 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!
We all die young"
When he came to pass it 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!
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 young!
We all die, we all die young!
We all die young! We all die young!
We all die, we all die young!