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• Artiste: Craig Cardiff
• Titre: Brandon From Ithaca
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The bus stopped in Brandon, miles from Ithaca At the coffeeshop to pour the people out To drink all the coffee read through the papers About the famous coming out The couple two rows up from the left didn't move As I passed they just lay sleeping in To one another the way birds cluster Together when facing wind Oh, and she was like a camera And he a B film Both pretty faced, but hard From smoking too much And waiting too long And from all the things that life does to break your heart I told you so - don't say I didn't tell you so I listened to them all the way westbound Wnder gold blankets and blue fields With our sally ann jackets, pillows and backpacks she turned into him like a shield From the story of Santa Claus, Drunk, stuck in the chimney To the deer they lost making them fly And how B.B. King rode the bus To his gig because he was broke And how sometimes its ok to cry And I swear it rains there all the time, she says First thing we'll find a room and keep dry Oh, we'll find a bed and put us in it And it will feel like home in no time Oh, well, if there is not much more than this Then i'd like to share it with you. With your hundred dollars And my hundred dollars I'm sure, sure, sure that we'll pull through I told you so, Don't say I didn't tell you so Well, i told you so, like i had to go