So he drives a Cadillac, baby
His belt buckle's diamond-plated
He treats you like a lady, yes he does and
Tells you, you are underrated
It feels like nothing could go wrong, but
When the levee blows, and the tears fall down your face
Will it feel the same, I don't know
When the curtains close, and you stand in awe alone
Will your pretty eyes still show
That you've played this game before
So he went to Harvard (Or Oxford I guess)
Built schools down in Guatemala
Spends every Tuesday night with his mama, yes he does and
Look I get it, the man's a 6'5, blue eyed, American Dalai Lama
I just need you to be careful, 'cause
When the levee blows, and the tears fall down your face
Will it feel the same, I don't know
When the curtains close, and you stand in awe alone
Will your pretty eyes still show
That you've played this game before
♪
There's always rocks in the stream
There's always stems in your grass
There's always a snag at the seam
There's always ghosts in your past
You might think that you can hide
You might think that you can cope
You might bottle it up inside, but
Oh sugar don't, because
When the levee blows, and the tears fall down your face
Will it feel the same, I don't know
When the curtains close, and you stand in awe alone
Will your pretty eyes still show
That you've played this game before
When the levee blows
Tell me where will you be when the levee blows (Oh No)
"Thanks"
His belt buckle's diamond-plated
He treats you like a lady, yes he does and
Tells you, you are underrated
It feels like nothing could go wrong, but
When the levee blows, and the tears fall down your face
Will it feel the same, I don't know
When the curtains close, and you stand in awe alone
Will your pretty eyes still show
That you've played this game before
So he went to Harvard (Or Oxford I guess)
Built schools down in Guatemala
Spends every Tuesday night with his mama, yes he does and
Look I get it, the man's a 6'5, blue eyed, American Dalai Lama
I just need you to be careful, 'cause
When the levee blows, and the tears fall down your face
Will it feel the same, I don't know
When the curtains close, and you stand in awe alone
Will your pretty eyes still show
That you've played this game before
♪
There's always rocks in the stream
There's always stems in your grass
There's always a snag at the seam
There's always ghosts in your past
You might think that you can hide
You might think that you can cope
You might bottle it up inside, but
Oh sugar don't, because
When the levee blows, and the tears fall down your face
Will it feel the same, I don't know
When the curtains close, and you stand in awe alone
Will your pretty eyes still show
That you've played this game before
When the levee blows
Tell me where will you be when the levee blows (Oh No)
"Thanks"
Other albums by the artist
Unamericana
2021 · album
Low Country (YouTube Version)
2020 · single
Naysayer
2018 · album
Fools
2017 · EP
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