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| Title: Help Yourself |
| Author: Chris Robinson |
| Artist: Chris Robinson's Wooden Family |
| Album: Never Released |
| Debut: 05/20/07 |
| Session: None |
| Shows: 1 times played live |
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Sometimes we are things
Lost among the leaves
Desperately clinging to some gravity
Sometimes we all reach great heights
Arrows shot over the mountain
On a full moon night
Lay your feather down on the road
Get things going
Help your brother with his heavy load
Help yourself
Help yourself to my tender cup
Drink your plenty
If it’s empty we will fill it up
Help yourself, help yourself
Sometimes I’m a ghost
Looking back out from the mirror
Smokey eyed, Persian blue
Boy who knows the rain
Sometimes I am strong as stone
And I stand there like a statue
While the world stands around me
Angry bees in an angry hive
Lay your feather down on the load
Get things going
Help Your brother with his heavy load
Help yourself
Help yourself to my tender cup
Drink your plenty
If it’s empty we will fill it up
Help yourself, help yourself
This is no sad story
It’s just a tipping of my hat
You see that I’m not angry
Cause thieves are gonna act like that
Though it’s really been a drag
And I don’t wanna bring you down
Well If you come around looking for me baby
Well you know why I left town
Lay your feather down on the road
Get things going
Help your brother with his heavy load
Help yourself
Help yourself to my tender cup
Well drink your plenty
If it’s empty I will fill it up
Help yourself
Help yourself
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