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letra de sycamore hill - ric robertson

[intro]
sycamore, sycamore hill
sycamore, sycamore hill
sycamore hill
sycamore, sycamore hill

[verse 1]
the coffee’s cold and a spliff half smoked
on the edge of the ledge from a bedtime toke
i was reaching for rhymes, but couldn’t quite make the k!ll
and another day waking is another day free
’til it’s “hey, who said that, wait, that was me”
there’s no limit to what your mind can be
when you’re living on sycamore hill

[chorus]
sycamore, sycamore hill
sycamore, sycamore hill

[verse 2]
oh, the quiet of the night is a hollow old log
where thе coyotes howl through a hazy fog
such a hush you can almost hear the color of thе moonlight spill
and the breaking of day worth its weight in gold
it’s a front row ticket to the matinee show
i’ve since been convinced there’s no better way to go
than living on sycamore hill
[chorus]
sycamore, sycamore hill
sycamore, sycamore hill
sycamore, sycamore hill

[verse 3]
i gotta gal with a window seat
on the 747 up from new orleans
if she’s late i’ll still wait at the gate, it gives me such a thrill
and there’s stew on the stove and sticks for a fire
and a record on deck and a bottle of wine
i’m gonna show my baby how fine a time it is
living on sycamore hill

[chorus]
sycamore, sycamore hill
sycamore, sycamore hill
sycamore, sycamore hill

[outro]
sycamore, sycamore
sycamore, sycamore hill
sycamore
sycamore, syca-most, syca-bread, syca-toast
i’m sittin’ on sycamore hill

- ric robertson

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