"Fruits Of My Labor" lyrics
"Fruits Of My Labor"
(originally by Lucinda Williams)
Baby, see how I been living
Velvet curtains on the windows to
Save the bright and unforgiving
Light from shining through
Babe, 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
Till 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 don't make a sound
Till the 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, babe
I got out of La Grange
I got in my Mercury and drove out west
Pedal to the metal and my luck to the test
Baby, sweet baby
Well, I been trying to enjoy
All the fruits of my labor
I been crying for you, boy
Oh, 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
Writer(s): Lucinda Williams
- AZLyrics
- W
- Waxahatchee Lyrics
album:
"Saint Cloud" (2020)
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