"Fruits Of My Labor" lyrics

Margaret Glaspy & Julian Lage Lyrics

"Fruits Of My Labor"
(originally by Lucinda Williams)

Baby, see how I been living
Velvet curtains on the windows to
Keep the bright and unforgiving
Light from shining through

Baby, I remember all the things we did
When we slept together
In the blue behind your eyelids
Baby, sweet baby

I traced your scent through the gloom
Where I found these purple flowers
I was spent, I was soon smelling you for hours

Lavender, lotus blossoms too
Water the dirt, flowers last for you
Baby, sweet baby

Tangerines and persimmons
And sugarcane
Grapes and honeydew melon
Enough fit for a queen

Lemon trees they don't make a sound
'Til branches bend and fruit falls to the ground
Baby, sweet baby

Come to my world and witness
The way things have changed
'Cause I finally did it, baby
I got out of La Grange

I got my Mercury and I drove out west
Pedal to the metal and my heart to the test
Baby, sweet baby

I been tryin' to enjoy all the fruits of my labor
I been cryin' for you boy but truth is my savior

Baby, sweet baby if it's all the same
Take the glory any day over the fame
Baby, sweet baby

I been tryin' to enjoy
I been cryin' for you boy

Baby, sweet baby if it's all the same
Take the glory any day over the fame
Baby, sweet baby


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