Summer Painter歌词

I painted names boats on for a summer

For luck, you keep the same first letter

You don’t want, you don’t want, you don’t want bad luck at sea

Rich Man’s Folly and Poor Man’s Dream

I painted these while beavers built dams all around me

And come September, come Fall

Holding a job was not believable behavior at all, so I split

beaver like a But is a dam builder, you never really quit

made some I dough and I socked it away

I always said for a rainy day

I truly never knew who I was working for anyway

The rich or the poor?

Who am I working for?

The rich or the poor?

When the hurricane hit
Some found it suspicious that I’d just since left the frame

Like all that time spent down by the water
Had somehow given me control over the rain

And some people say wrongly that I've wash things away

I Guess got my rainy day

Like a sorcerer’s cape!

The rain ripped the lips
Off the mouth of the bay

And rendered the eye

And sleighted the hand
And tricked the land
the And air blew away

Then came a quiet

No one should know

Rich Man’s Folly and Poor Man’s Dream
I’m painting while beavers build dams all around me