Sweet Bunch - Andy Jenkins, Matthew E. White

Hey, hey, look at us

A sweet bunch ripping on the oldest hunch

Like the mountain on the wall is glorious

And a beautiful place to me

Hey hey, I’m just like you

And all my thoughts are your thoughts too

Don’t get excited, we got nothing new

But it’s a beautiful thing to know

In the creeks, against the cold

Keeping quiet and acting bold

Golden love, never had a love of gold

What a lovely thing to know

My my, the boys are true

They’re true as the wind

True as the wind blows

My my, the girls are strong

They’re strong as the sea

Strong as the sea flows

Pressure dives, sky dark is cold

The hotel drifter filling up the boat

When I can’t see you I wonder where you go

And will you save a place for me?

Hey hey, my mind is weak

Up a gale and down the shriek

I guess you know I love you all too much to speak

I guess I’ll let you know in passing

Hey hey, look at that fool

An old man running in a young mans boots

Curious at things he thinks he has to prove

We may be moving slowly but we’re on the move

Smiling at each other, nothing left to lose

He had to heal

My my, the boys are true

They’re true as the wind

True as the wind blows

My my, the girls are strong

They’re strong as the sea

Strong as the sea flows

My my, the boys are true

They’re true as the wind

True as the wind blows

My my, the girls are strong

They’re strong as the sea

Strong as the sea flows

My my, the boys are true

They’re true as the wind

True as the wind blows

My my, the girls are strong

They’re strong as the sea

Strong as the sea flows