Iron & Wine - Grace For Saints And Ramblers Lyrics






But it all came down to you and I (down to you and I)
But it all came down to you and I (down to you and I)

There were banged up heads stealing first base
Underneath the table so we never said grace
Falling out of bed for the workday week
There was kissing in the cracks of the flashflood street
There were budding blossoms blaring Johnny Rotten
Chewed up and swallowed by the prophet they were trying to follow
Picked to green and we payed no tax on our quick romantic cul-de-sacs

But it all came down to you and I (down to you and I)
But it all came down to you and I (down to you and I)

There were crashed out cars in our barcode clothes
There was rubbing on each other, rubbing ghost on ghost
There were jumped-up punks and the Jesus freaks
Weaving in and out of trouble, wrapping round and round a leash
There were sleepless dreamers, doomsday preachers
The message and the messenger, the gun beneath the register
The sweet gum tree by the tough drunk tank
We could never give enough to the bad blood bank
There were hopeless sinners, sweepstake winners
They danced with the farmer’s daughter, capered with the corporate lawyers

All came down to you and I (down to you and I)
But it all came down to you and I (down to you and I)
But it all came down to you and I (down to you and I)
But it all came down to you and I

There was laughing in the light, sugar in the shade
There were backstab handshakes made on faith
We were never out of time and we'd never entertain
Anybody say the habit of the wind was gonna change
There were mislead misfits, teething biscuits
Fountains full of penny wishes, potties full of pretty fishes
Side by side with the birds and bees
And we never said grace, never ever took a knee
With the saints and ramblers, movie star handlers
High above the aviary, underneath the cemetery
And we never wondered why
Cause the sun was in our eyes
There was seed for the field, there was grease for the wheel
We were drinking with the luminaries eaten with the missionaries

All came down to you and I (down to you and I)
But it all came down to you and I (down to you and I)
But it all came down to you and I (down to you and I)
But it all came down to you and I (down to you and I)
But it all came down to you and I (down to you and I)
But it all came down to you and I (down to you and I)
But it all came down to you and I





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  1. S.... S....

    But it all came down to you and I
    But it all came down to you and I

    There were banged up hands stealing first base
    Underneath the tables so we never sang grace
    Falling out of bed for the workday week
    There was kissing in the cracks of the flash flood streets
    There were button blossoms and merry Johnny Rotten
    Chewed up and swallowed by the profit they were trying to follow
    Bit too green and we paid no tax on our quick romantic cul de sac

    But it all came down to you and I
    But it all came down to you and I

    There were washed out cars in our bark-old clothes
    They were rubbing on each other rubbing ghost on ghost
    There were jonesed-up punks and Jesus freaks
    Weaving in and out of trouble wrapping round and round a leash
    There were sleepless dreamers, blues day preachers
    The message and the messenger, gum beneath the register
    The sweet gum tree by the dug dunk tank
    We could never give enough to the bad-luck bank
    There were hopeless sinners, sweepstake winners
    They danced with the farmer's daughter, capered with the corporate lawyers

    But it all came down to you and I
    But it all came down to you and I
    But it all came down to you and I
    But it all came down to you and I

    There was laughing in the night, sugar in the shade
    There were back stab handshakes made on faith
    We were never out of time and we never entertained
    Anybody said out of habit that the wind was going to change
    There were restless misfits, teething biscuits
    Bodies full of penny wishes, parties full of pretty dishes
    Side by side with the birds and bees
    And we never sang grace and never ever took a knee
    With the saints and ramblers, movie star handlers
    High above the aviary, underneath the cemetery
    And we never wondered why, 'cause the sun was in our eyes
    There was seed for the field, there was grease for the wheel
    We were drinking with the luminaries, eating with the visionaries

    But it all came down to you and I
    But it all came down to you and I
    But it all came down to you and I
    But it all came down to you and I
    But it all came down to you and I
    But it all came down to you and I

  2. I.... L....

    I was supposed to be listening to this in the background, but I found myself sitting and watching it through.

  3. M.... P....

    fml that was so good

  4. M.... W....

    This is the kind of song that stays on repeat for a long time

  5. Z.... P....

    Sam has a voice that is just smooth like butter, his acoustic low production stuff is better cause he's a legitimate artist with talent. I'd love to hear more stripped down work from him. much love brother

  6. T.... A....

    million times better than the fuckin album version.

    T.... A....

    dude, what the fuck happened to that album?

    T.... A....

    producers think they make it better by trying to make it sound like pop. they never learn

  7. G.... R....

    Daniel Ritter bring me here (Entendedores entenderão).

  8. n.... ....

    very nick drake-esque. that's good :)

  9. S.... E....

    Can anyone tell me the chords he's playing? It seems like an E-F#m-G#m-F#m but he's fretting the chords strangely

  10. z.... ....

    =] better than ever, and that's saying something. 

  11. C.... S....

    You should get Explosions In The Sky