Chris Thile How To Grow A Woman From The Ground Lyrics

How To Grow A Woman From The Ground Lyrics

I caught a string full of fish down by the damn

I'll drag them back to the field they should be dead by then

Wipe the sweat off my neck and tally ho the plow

I'm gonna grow a woman from the ground



The night was a chalkboard with a fingernail moon

If the fish ain't dead yet they will be pretty soon

Kinda like the feeling at an old folks home

Even though you love them you can't wait for them to go



I'll call her Angelina she's a teacher I once had

A halo of honey wrapped around her head

And she always used to give me some when I was a kid

I told her that I loved her and then I went and hid



I'll take you into town and I'll show you off

And there's room on your dress for a corsage

And I'll open up every door for you



I opened up my almanac and in my head I read

Cut your wrist on the fins of the fish and drain all you can

So I rolled up my sleeves and then began to draw lines just as deep as the days
are long



I sewed up my wrist and sewed the ground with my blood

Staind up my clothes pretty good and I turned that dirt to mud

I couldn't help but close my eyes and lay my body down 

'Cause I heard it takes forever to grow a woman from the ground



I bleed for you now and I'm skinny as a rail

And I'll be so obliged to keep you nice and warm and safe

and won't you be so proud of me