Hip Tragically Bobcaygeon Lyrics

Bobcaygeon Lyrics

I left your house this morning about a quarter after nine
coulda been the
Willie Nelson coulda been the wine
when I left your house this morning
it
was a little after nine
it was in Bobcaygeon I saw the
constellations
reveal themselves one star at a time

Drove back to
town this morning with working on my mind
I thought of maybe
quitting
thought of leaving it behind
went back to bed this
morning
and as I'm pulling down the blind
the sky was dull and
hypothetical
and falling one cloud at a time

That night in Toronto
with it's checkerboard floors
riding on horseback and keeping order
restored
til the men they couldn't hang
stepped to the mic and
sang
and their voices rang with that Aryan twang

I got to your house
this morning just a little after nine
in the middle of that riot
couldn't
get you off my mind
so I'm at your house this morning
just a little after
nine
cause it was in Bobcaygeon where I saw the constellations
reveal
themselves one star at a time