Dean Friedman The Letter Lyrics

Dean Friedman and "Well, well," said the Rocking Chair. Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Company
  • 2 Ariel
  • 3 Solitaire
  • 4 Woman of Mine
  • 5 Song for My Mother
  • 6 The Letter
  • 7 I May Be Young
  • 8 Humor Me
  • 9 Funny Papers
  • 10 Love Is Not Enough
  • 11 Rocking Chair (It's Gonna Be All Right)
  • 12 I've Had Enough
  • 13 Lucky Stars
  • 14 Shopping Bag Ladies
  • 15 Don't You Ever Dare
  • 16 The Deli Song (Corned Beef on Wry)
  • 17 Lydia
  • 18 S & M
  • 19 Let Down Your Hair
  • Autumn seems awful lonely here whenever we think of you
    Last night the sky was purple and we wanted to share the view
    The leaves on the trees are turning and the woods are all ablaze
    The smell of the timber burning in the fireplace

    Sunday we woke up early and we drove out to Tyson's farms
    Gorging ourselves on all the cider and donuts we could fit under both our arms
    Picking out penny candy in the country store
    Until we collapsed on the porch with our bellies sore

    So what's it like to be on your own
    A roamin' vagabond
    Away from home in search of some forgotten door
    Is it half as good as it sounds

    And tell me have you really found
    The peace and calm we've all been lookin' for
    Freckles still misses you, she always sleeps on the floor in your room
    Ruth says she smells but you know it's just her very unique perfume

    The tree in the back bore apples but they're green and full of worms
    I guess we'll sit tight and wait until the cider turns
    Everyone sends their love, they still don't really believe you're gone
    Everyone's jealous of this crazy oddysey that you're on

    Hoping this finds you happy and healthy and sane
    Pray that your strength will ease you through the growing pains
    So what's it like to be on your own
    A roamin' vagabond

    Away from home in search of some forgotten door
    Is it half as good as it sounds
    And tell me have you really found
    The peace and calm we've all been lookin' for

    So what's it like to be on your own
    A roamin' vagabond
    Away from home in search of some forgotten door
    Is it half as good as it sounds

    And tell me have you really found
    The peace and calm we've all been lookin' for

    Written by: Wayne Carson Thompson
    Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing

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