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viking moses - little bows lyrics

i miss my little bed
where my mother’d come and bless my cornered head
and i miss my little shoes
and the good things we’d do out by papa’s shed
and i miss my little friend
the one they told me was pretend
and how we fooled the day
and how we fooled the day into coming back for us again
with our little bows
and our parts that showed
i want to hear you say
“that a girl, babe, don’t limit your life, growing old!”

so this grown man followed out
a better looker than the crowd
behind an open stare
he lifted from some d-ck on a stool to take with him, and to wear
but i swear that what i saw
was a broken spirit fall when i saw him leave
when i saw him come into the night, and chasing me
with my little bows
and my parts that showed
all i hear him say is
“that a girl, babe, don’t limit your life, growing old.”

and now i miss my little bed
where my mother’d come and bless my cornered head
and ain’t it mine?
ain’t it mine?
and i miss my little shoes
and the good things we’d do out by papa’s shed
and ain’t it mine?
ain’t it mine?
and when a grown man is looking at me with his money
i miss my little cat rubbing on my door
my little bedroom door
painted with my name across is
halfway hanging, halfway resting on the floor
and i miss my little friend
the one they told me was pretend
and how we fooled the day
and how we fooled the day into coming back for us again
with our little bows
and our parts that showed
i want to hear you say
“that a girl, babe, don’t limit your life, growing old!”

- viking moses lyrics

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