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About "Bramble Rose"
Lyrics for Tift Merritt - "Bramble Rose"
The ungrateful few who tangle inside
Don't care where they're born, they're growing up wild.
The rain makes me thirsty and fighting to go.
My mind turns determined, dark as a storm.
So my love has grown as sharp as a bramble rose,
Like a real good woman nobody knows.
I get so ashamed for making you blue.
I come back to this porch to make it all up to you.
The rain's got me thirsty, falling wasteful and slow.
I'm restless enough, I'm so scared to go.
So my love has turned as hard as a bramble rose.
I'm a real good woman nobody knows.
Do you think I'll be happy out on the wind?
Do you think I'll get halfway 'fore it's raining again?
Will I find that I'm true when it's hardest to be,
Or will the notions I follow have all turned on me?
Once my love has blown as far as a bramble rose,
Just a real good woman nobody knows.