Story Behind The Song
A brother contemplates his sister's reckless life, and calls out to her with a plea for her redemption.
Song Description
A gorgeous and melacholic ballad where the vocal floats above a guitar dreamscape.
Song Length |
3:47 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Rock - Indie/Low-Fi |
Tempo |
Floating |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Poignant, Enchanting |
Subject |
Worry, Sister |
Similar Artists |
Sting, The Doors |
Language |
English |
Era |
1960 - 1969 |
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Lyrics
Little sister don't go too far -
Smack my face twice a hard.
I see the headlights and they're coming in fast....
I'll look down and I'll smile.
So close to magic like some psychodelic grin.
My back is covered, my Saints are marching in!
Over the mountains we follow to the sea.
Tribal wosdom all around us, I got you deep down down in my skin.
We smoke the Devil's Thumb till the fog the rolls in.
Hang with me girl just one more hour.
We'll set the clock by the stars.
Follow the canyon to the Aztec sun and I promise brother will come.
Last time I saw you we were ina foreign land.
Savage-minded cannables who fear the hungry man.
Wherever you may go is where you are, but your brother loves you baby, loves you, loves...
Till the end of time.
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You know you're brother loves you, loves you.