Drove you to nowhere to come back alone
The thought of you and I will surely get me home
But I will doubt this until the day is done
So pack your bags cuz you're headed on the run
Running through the forest, I know you will come back home
You sit upon your golden ivory throne
I'm the smoking gun, your cards will soon unfold
Your boots of leather, they hold stories told
Haven't eaten in maybe twenty days
You hold me tighter but I still feel the same
Tears of joy only lead to blame
Trying to breathe wrapped in cellophane
Running through the forest, I know you will come back home
You sit upon your golden ivory throne
I'm the smoking gun, your cards will soon unfold
Your boots of leather, they hold stories told
Open in the windows and stop the time
Let the sun do its thing and shine
On a walk so cold, I just didn't know
Til you came and took me from the road
Running through the forest, I know you will come back home
You sit upon your golden ivory throne
I'm the smoking gun, your cards will soon unfold
Your boots of leather, they hold stories told
Covered Wagon - Sublimity Lyrics
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Drove you to nowhere to come back alone
The thought of you and I will surely get me home
But I will doubt this until the day is done
So pack your bags cuz you're headed on the run
Running through the forest, I know you will come back home
You sit upon your golden ivory throne
I'm the smoking gun, your cards will soon unfold
Your boots of leather, they hold stories told
Haven't eaten in maybe twenty days
You hold me tighter but I still feel the same
Tears of joy only lead to blame
Trying to breathe wrapped in cellophane
Running through the forest, I know you will come back home
You sit upon your golden ivory throne
I'm the smoking gun, your cards will soon unfold
Your boots of leather, they hold stories told
Open in the windows and stop the time
Let the sun do its thing and shine
On a walk so cold, I just didn't know
Til you came and took me from the road
Running through the forest, I know you will come back home
You sit upon your golden ivory throne
I'm the smoking gun, your cards will soon unfold
Your boots of leather, they hold stories told
The thought of you and I will surely get me home
But I will doubt this until the day is done
So pack your bags cuz you're headed on the run
Running through the forest, I know you will come back home
You sit upon your golden ivory throne
I'm the smoking gun, your cards will soon unfold
Your boots of leather, they hold stories told
Haven't eaten in maybe twenty days
You hold me tighter but I still feel the same
Tears of joy only lead to blame
Trying to breathe wrapped in cellophane
Running through the forest, I know you will come back home
You sit upon your golden ivory throne
I'm the smoking gun, your cards will soon unfold
Your boots of leather, they hold stories told
Open in the windows and stop the time
Let the sun do its thing and shine
On a walk so cold, I just didn't know
Til you came and took me from the road
Running through the forest, I know you will come back home
You sit upon your golden ivory throne
I'm the smoking gun, your cards will soon unfold
Your boots of leather, they hold stories told
Writer: Isaac Waggoner
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