Danny Bowyer - Attack of the tender men

You're not owed a conclusion
Or proof of my commitment
Tiptoe past the tenants
Smooth and sweet the hallway smoke
Land-worn are my features and wind-worn was my trunk
Candlelight confessions are reasons to be drunk
The chancel gave me trials and the chancel gave me shame
But the chancel couldn't keep me from all that I became
Beneath the branch, the willow bough
If it's not funny then why'm I laughing now

Who's left in the dwelling
Is the teacher just a tourist?
We sought night song for sinners
Sweet wildflower chanting strays
So judge me, all you judges and send me to the pit
I'll take the wrap for all the crimes that I did not commit
I'll parlay through oblivion and dance along the route
I've always been a scholar and I've always been a brute
Beneath the branch, the willow bough
If it's not funny then why'm I laughing now
Beneath the branch, the willow bough
If it's not funny then why'm I laughing?

Written by:
Daniel Bowyer

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