Lucky Clover - CocoRosie

There was a summer breeze

All things a blurry dream

In the shade of the tree

There’s no more lucky clover

It’s the last September ever

If you fall in love with me

So who’s your mama now?

Now that it’s all over

'Cause you’ve got to set me free

Oh, you’ve got to set me free

Oh, you’ve got to set me free

Shadow in a thicket

A dog sounding yonder

Barks a bother

Windy Christian music tickling a-lofty

Hear the seashells chatter

The black berriless makes a mutter

We’re all searching for our mother

Broken hearted brother

Bloody nose, toes, horse hoof and thunder

I’m standing in the open

I’m wondering where I am now

A solitary soldier saluting heavenwards and nothing

The tiny song of bramble

You know her amble movements

She’s been here now forever

Mother nature clever

So who’s your daddy now?

Now that it’s all over

There’s no more lucky clover

It’s the last September ever

There’s no more lucky clover

It’s the last September ever

So who’s your daddy now?

There was a summer breeze

All things a blurry dream

In the shade beyond the tree

There’s no more lucky clover

It’s the last September ever

If you fall in love with me

So who’s your mama now?

Now that it’s all over

'Cause you’ve got to set me free

Oh, you’ve got to set me free

Oh, you’ve got to set me free

What happened to the old tire swing?

Swung too many swungses

Oh burned-out foxhole of childhood longing

Yearning for the summer

School will soon be over

There ain’t nothing to kiss but a bull frog and a horse hoof

Pile of dung

Cracked out and bee stung

Rainwater flow through the money tracks

Tractor tracks, tire tracks

I hear footsteps the ghosts of cats

Might be that old Tom who got murdered by the nurse

Who rides that old motorcrycle?

Maybe someone young and virile

I want a cup of tea so bad it’s making my world…

Get hold of yourself, Grandpa!

Do you want to take me beachcombing, world roaming?

Do you want to be my partner?

There was a summer breeze

All things a blurry dream

In the shade of the tree

There’s no more lucky clover

It’s the last September ever

If you fall in love with me

So who’s your mama now?

Now that it’s all over

'Cause you’ve got to set me free

Oh, you’ve got to set me free

Oh, you’ve got to set me free

Oh, you’ve got to set me free, set me free

Oh you’ve got to, you’ve got to set me free, set me free