Bird Anderson – #348 Lyrics
Artist: Bird Anderson
Song: #348
Oh I can’t be your paradise
My paths are beaten and weathered
Oh I can’t be your Aphrodite, I’ve lost
The keys to my treasure
Why didn’t you preserve
The stories for me?
Somewhere behind my grandma’s house
There’s a gator three miles long
He eats all day and he sleeps all night
And he sings to me this song
Who will you call for help
When your cup runs dry?
Oh this my prayer
My God, My Love
“Keep me ever young!”
And when it is
My time to go will you
Oh I will be your help when your cup runs dry
Oh I will be your help when your cup runs dry
Oh I will be your help when your cup runs dry
Oh I will be
Your help
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Release Year: 2022