All your little notes, not little loved,
Your notes.
All your little notes, not little loved,
Your notes,
They follow me ‘round.
How I find them, in a book to keep a place,
Back of bus tickets, in my suitcase:
They’re keeping me warm,
Staving off a doubtful wind,
A doubtful wind,
Keeping me warm.
And I quote,
Your words never wearing thin
‘Round my shoulders,
I quote, your words never wearing thin ‘Round my shoulders.
O now don’t mind me,
I guess I made my bed,
And I’ll be damned, darlin’,
If you don’t lay with me in it,
Staving off a doubtful wind,
A doubtful w...