White Hinterland - Dreaming Of The Plum Trees lyrics
rate meUpstairs the neighbors are moving in<br />
Hammering nails into their beds<br />
You can hear them falling in love again<br />
Three times this evening<br />
<br />
While we were asleep in bed<br />
Jealous of how they were so content<br />
Jealous of the money they spent<br />
Three times this evening<br />
<br />
She was born in New Orleans<br />
He made his money on Long Island<br />
Out on Montauk<br />
Sold used cars and paved parking lots<br />
<br />
They bought a cigarette boat<br />
And then they bought a truck<br />
To pull the cigarette boat<br />
From lot to lot, lot to lot<br />
<br />
Oh, but I saw their girl Ruthie<br />
She was running through the streets in her bare feet<br />
Someone ought to be ashamed<br />
Someone ought to<br />
Someone ought to be ashamed<br />
<br />
Their daughter stepped on glass again<br />
Her foot bled red as dye<br />
Through the floorboards<br />
Through the floor, through the floor<br />
Through the floorboards<br />
<br />
You could hear her crying<br />
You could hear his hand drop<br />
They split the estate up<br />
It was against the law<br />
It was against the law<br />
<br />
Oh, but I saw their girl Ruthie<br />
She was running through the streets in her bare feet<br />
Someone ought to be ashamed<br />
Someone ought to<br />
Someone ought to be ashamed<br />
<br />
But we were dreaming of the plum trees<br />
We were just dreaming of getting by<br />
Getting by, getting by, getting by<br />
<br />
We were dreaming of making ends meet<br />
We were just dreaming of just getting by<br />
Getting by, getting by, getting by<br />
<br />
I fell in love again tonight<br />
My heart bled red as dye through the floorboards<br />
Through the floor, through the floor<br />
Through the floorboards<br />
<br />
While they tried to sleep in bed<br />
Jealous of how they were so content<br />
Jealous of the money they spent<br />
Three times this evening<br />
Three times this evening<br />
<br />
Oh, and I saw their girl Ruthie<br />
She was running through the streets in her bare feet<br />
Someone ought to be ashamed<br />
Someone ought to<br />
Someone ought to be ashamed<br />
<br />
But we were dreaming of the plum trees<br />
We were just dreaming of getting by<br />
<br />
Oh we were dreaming of making ends meet<br />
Oh we were just dreaming of just getting by<br />
Getting by, getting by, getting by<br />
