Backwards Blackbirds - Marsh Runners

You don't know me
My sharp-dressed young man
But I'll tell you
What you have in your hand

You owe to marsh runners, they make that swill
Easier to swallow
Marsh runners make that swill
Easier to drink
Raise a glass to those boys who keep us
Living for tomorrow
They will have it here
They will have it in your hand faster than you think

Stale cellars
The glow of the moon
Basement dwellers
Work their miracles in the gloom

You bet those marsh runners make that swill
Easier to swallow
Marsh runners make that swill
Easier to drink
Raise a glass to those boys who keep us
Living for tomorrow
They will have it here
They will have it in your hand faster than you think

Woah woah woah woah woah woah

So 'round midnight
The town in their suits
Worship at the feet of
The boys with the mud on their boots

You bet those marsh runners make that swill
Easier to swallow
Marsh runners make that swill
Easier to drink
Raise a glass to those boys who keep us
Living for tomorrow
They will have it here
They will have it here

You bet those marsh runners make that swill
Easier to swallow
Marsh runners make that swill
Easier to drink
Raise a glass to those boys who keep us
Living for tomorrow
They will have it here
They will have it in your hand...

Faster than you think

Written by:
Megan Rainey

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