Sunday Jacket Lyrics & Chords By James Yorkston And The Athletes

I was born to love no one No one to love me Only the wind in the long green grass The frost in a broken tree. I was made to love magic All its wonder to know But you all...read more

Hey, my little honey bee Oh baby, you been sweet on me Hey, my little honey bee Oh, my queen bee Rock me to my soul Rock me to my soul, baby, baby To my soul, oh ...read more

I was born, and I was made
By the hands of marmalade
I've got legends in my blood
I've got Indians in my veins And in the year of '44
Grandpaw went away to...read more

When I was a bachelor, I liv'd all alone I worked at the weaver's trade And the only, only thing that I did that was wrong Was to woo a fair young maid. I wooed her in the...read more

Look him in the eyes There's no need to be scared He's as powerless as you and me, Though his face is well worn And his clothes a bit torn That don't mean that you shouldn't...read more