Iron & Wine - Beyond The Fence Lyrics




Two flat tires on the Model T
Two birds fightin' for a bug
Faded squares like snowy TV screens
Where your photographs were hung

Keep Old Glory folded on a shelf
In a cabinet full of guns
Sell that engine block to someone else
Maybe they can make it run

How'd that calf get out beyond the fence?
How'd that hole get in your jeans?
Movie show was once but twenty cents
That mud there was once a stream

The moon is high, your nose is burned
Your dog is gone
Your mouth is dry, the milk is turned
But Barbara's home

Hand in hand you watch the sun go down
Colored lullaby of God
Barbara wears her mother's old nightgown
Sleeping with a nightlight on

White sheet blowin' on a short clothesline
New tree bendin' to the breeze
This clock's beautiful but can't keep time
What's that scar on both your knees?

The moon is high, your nose is burned
Your dog is gone
Your mouth is dry, the milk is turned
But Barbara's home





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  1. Hasibul Hossain

    Lyrics
    Two flat tires on the Model T
    Two birds fightin' for a bug
    Faded squares like snowy TV screens
    Where your photographs were hung
    Keep Old Glory folded on a shelf
    In a cabinet full of guns
    Sell that engine block to someone else
    Maybe they can make it run
    How'd that calf get out beyond the fence?
    How'd that hole get in your jeans?
    Movie show was once but twenty cents
    That mud there was once a stream
    The moon is high, your nose is burnt
    Your dog is gone.
    Your mouth is dry, the milk is turned
    But Barbara's home.
    Hand in hand you watch the sun go down
    Colored lullabye of God
    Barbara wears her mother's old nightgown
    Sleepin' with a nightlight on
    White sheet blowin' on a short clothesline
    New tree bendin' to the breeze
    This clock's beautiful but can't keep time
    What's that scar on both your knees?
    The moon is high, your nose is burned
    Your dog is gone.
    Your mouth is dry, the milk has turned
    But Barbara's home.

  2. Teddy Westside

    Only few artists understand how to touch my soul. Sam Beam is one of them. Goodness that riff at the end is so simple yet beautiful.

  3. Mark Palladino

    All of his songs were written in the last 15 years however, his songs bring me back to a time in which I can not describe. A time of simplicity, love, and togetherness. I imagine that time being when my grandparents were my age (25). Thank you Sam Beam. Your music is timeless and it is amazing the sense of nostalgia I feel with every line.

  4. Berker Altinova

    that fucking nostalgic feeling

  5. Oneglas TV

    mejor que el ASMR enserio😏

  6. EverDownward

    This is the kind of sound I really miss from Sam's work these days. I mean, I dunno...this stripped-down folk stuff was what brought me to him in the first place and it hits me in the right places.

  7. que lo que me tocas el camperon bobo

    se puede ocupar tu musica para videos o que tengo que hacer?

  8. que lo que me tocas el camperon bobo

    excelente album
    PD: vine por screamau

  9. marco lira

    segundo comentario :v

  10. Giovanny Zamora

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