Sweet Thursday Lyrics - Singles - Matt Costa

I'm waiting in the pines 

I'm waiting in the forest 

Pilon at my side 

The treasure lies before us 

And so we started walking 

We knew they couldn't harm us 

And how the wind is crying 

When misty morning dawn breaks 

We'll walk back to the flats 

With gallons in our hands 

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We're working in the fields 

We're working on the farms 

we do just like our fathers 

How can they take that from us? 

And so we started driving 

We had no choice to leave this 

The bowl was left behind us 

For Hooverville's before us 

Three Hundred thousand 

bodies who can't rest 

Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey 

Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey 

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So I started driving 

and left my home behind me 

the row there kept reminding 

of pages in your writing 

Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey 

Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey