Cowboy's Lament from Goodbye, Babylon by Bird Friend

I wanna drink
Until I am Adam in the garden
In the days of grace
In the place where I started it all

Live like a king
Off of my government check
In the days of grace
With all of my friends

Please come back home
I don't mind if you don't want to dance anymore
Please

The fruit don't taste the same as it did
The first time it dripped from our chins
The garden is quiet without you
But I walk by the gate now and then

In the old part of town
Where we used to live
Everybody looks like a stranger here
And I guess that I'm just one of them

Please come back home
I don't mind if you don't want to dance anymore
Please

• Folk
• alt country
• folk rock
• freak folk
• psychedelic folk
• spoken word
• New Hampshire