Dark Undercoat - Emily Jane White

The axes who pacify with gold and they walk right into town\nAnd a man stood, he was brought back by lady luck\nAnd he was so strong and he was so strong and he was so strong\nHe was so strong, he was so strong, he was strong\nHe said, «Lady where’s your dark undercoat?»\nThen he rode away and he rode away and he died\nSaid I am not strong and I am not wide and I am not long\nI am not strong and I am not wide, I’m not long\nOh but if I was a deep bathtub would you sink down\nTo the bottom of my love?\nAnd if I was a deep bathtub would you sink down\nTo the bottom of my love?\nBut I am not strong and I am not wide and I am not long\nI am not strong and I am not wide and we are not tall\nOh cowboy, ride the time\nRide it high with rhythm and rhyme\nTo the sound of a bleeding ghost train\nAnd a needing to let go of tidal pain\nHe said, «Lady where’s your dark undercoat?»\nThen he rode away and he rode away and he died\nSaid I am not strong and I am not wide and I am not long\nI am not strong and I am not wide, I will not talk\nOh but if I was a deep bathtub would you sink down\nTo the bottom of my love?\nAnd if I was a deep bathtub would you sink down\nTo the bottom of my love?\nBut I am not strong and I am not wide and I am not long\nI am not strong and I am not wide and we are not tall\nOh cowboy, ride the time\nRide it high with rhythm and rhyme\nTo the sound of a bleeding ghost train\nAnd a needing to let go of tidal pain\nAnd a needing to let go of tidal pain