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Lucky Clover Lyrics - Heartache City - Cocorosie

There was a summer breeze 

All things a blurry dream 

In the shade of the tree 

There's no more lucky clover 

It's the last September ever 

If you fall in love with me 

So who's your mama now? 

Now that it's all over 

'Cause you've got to set me free 

Oh, you've got to set me free [x2] 

 

Shadow in a thicket 

A dog sounding yonder 

Barks a bother 

Windy Christian music tickling a-lofty 

Hear the seashells chatter 

The black berriless makes a mutter 

We're all searching for our mother 

Broken hearted brother 

Bloody nose, toes, horse hoof and thunder 

I'm standing in the open 

I'm wondering where I am now 

A solitary soldier saluting heavenwards and nothing 

The tiny song of bramble 

You know her amble movements 

She's been here now forever 

Mother nature clever 

So who's your daddy now? 

Now that it's all over 

There's no more lucky clover 

It's the last September ever 

 

There's no more lucky clover 

It's the last September ever 

So who's your daddy now? 

 

There was a summer breeze 

All things a blurry dream 

In the shade beyond the tree 

There's no more lucky clover 

It's the last September ever 

If you fall in love with me 

So who's your mama now? 

Now that it's all over 

'Cause you've got to set me free 

Oh, you've got to set me free [x2] 

 

What happened to the old tire swing? 

Swung too many swungses 

Oh burned-out foxhole of childhood longing 

Yearning for the summer 

School will soon be over 

There ain't nothing to kiss but a bull frog and a horse hoof 

Pile of dung 

Cracked out and bee stung 

Rainwater flow through the money tracks 

Tractor tracks tire tracks 

I hear footsteps the ghosts of cats 

Might be that old tom who got murdered by the nurse 

Who rides that old motorcrycle? 

Maybe someone young and virile 

I want a cup of tea so bad it's making my wood... 

Get hold of yourself, Grandpa! 

Do you want to take me beachcombing, world roaming? 

Do you want to be my partner? 

 

There was a summer breeze 

All things a blurry dream 

In the shade of the tree 

There's no more lucky clover 

It's the last September ever 

If you fall in love with me 

So who's your mama now? 

Now that it's all over 

'Cause you've got to set me free 

Oh, you've got to set me free [x2] 

 

Oh, you've got to set me free, set me free 

Oh you've got to, you've to, set me free, set me free