laura Lyrics

Three for a dollar put it on my tab

And you'll see pretty pennies when the crops come back

Twine 'round your finger since the winter's gone

But you never remember why you put it on

Gather your laces in the black twilight

It is cold when the Minnesota sun does rise

Tamp out the fire in the family barn

It is day returning, it is God's green morn

Go back to before your sister lost her sight

Feel the white chalk scraping on the slate

And write a poem for your daddy when he comes back in

From the tall wide meadows with his violin

Far down the lane past the watermill

There's a fresh deer waiting for a sharp quick kill

And you'll sew up a ribbon for your mother's hair

There's a cold winter coming best repeat your prayers

Cold winter coming best repeat your prayers

Cold winter coming best repeat your prayers

Three for a dollar put it on my tab

And you'll see pretty pennies when the crops come back

Twine 'round your finger since the winter's gone

But you never remember why you put it on