Crook of His Arm Songtext

von Maz O'Connor

It's not the leaving
It's the coming back again
It's not the buildings
It's the homes we made in them
And I thought that I'd be coming back
To nothing but the same
If I'd known what I'd be found to lack
I would have stayed away
My father he once held me in the crook of his arm
Saying here little darling you won't come to any harm
I left a city
That did not care for me
I long to feel my feet
On familiar fields of green
But now every leaf on every tree
Has grown itself anew
And two hundred days have cleared away
Any trace of you
My father he once held me in the crook of his arm
Saying here little darling you won't come to any harm
He could not keep me
From the ways of this world
He could not keep me
From sharpened tongues and cruel words
And how you don't get rich
By playing nice
And how you have yourself to blame
If you're made the fool twice
But he once held me in the crook of his arm
Saying here little darling you won't come to any harm
And it's true I feel older now it's summer once again
But I feel stronger now than I did then
Oh my love
Where do you lie
Oh my love
Where do you lie
Oh my love
Where do you lie
This night
It's not the leaving
It's the coming back again
It's not the buildings
It's the homes we made in them
And I thought that I'd be coming back
To nothing but the same
If I'd known what I'd be found to lack
I would have stayed away