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Ben Howard – Towing The Line lyrics
[Verse 1]
Towing the line
I watched the host drink all the wine
And now she rambles through the who and who of nots
The old man is a painter of tired seascapes
Tired old adventure so my mind wanders
Picking at the table to cure the wrong
Like a bird in a world with no trees
You were hung up there in your disbelief
I know I'm a hard rock to drag around

[Chorus]
Love is in the early mornings
In the shadows under the trees
Not in the cuckolded ashes
Floating down from the rookery

Down here I crow for you, you crow for me
Down here I crow for you, you crow for me

[Verse 2]
Towing the line
I watched the host drink all the wine
And now I’m purring for a drop of anything
Throwing stones at your window
You telling me as if it’s simple
Why can’t you be like the blackbird and sing?
I say "I’m the westerlies in Ireland
So decadent and violent
Can’t you see I’m a forager
Clawing at the bedrock?"

[Chorus]
Love is in the early mornings
In the shadows under the trees
Not in the cuckolded ashes
Floating down from the rookery

Down here I crow for you, you crow for me
Down here I crow for you, you crow for me
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[Verse 1] Towing the line I watched the host drink all the wine And now she rambles through the who and who of nots The old man is a painter of tired seascapes Tired old adventure so my mind wanders Picking at the table to cure the wrong Like a bird in a world with no trees You were hung up there in your disbelief I know I'm a hard rock to drag around [Chorus] Love is in the early mornings In the shadows under the trees Not in the cuckolded ashes Floating down from the rookery Down here I crow for you, you crow for me Down here I crow for you, you crow for me [Verse 2] Towing the line I watched the host drink all the wine And now I’m purring for a drop of anything Throwing stones at your window You telling me as if it’s simple Why can’t you be like the blackbird and sing? I say "I’m the westerlies in Ireland So decadent and violent Can’t you see I’m a forager Clawing at the bedrock?" [Chorus] Love is in the early mornings In the shadows under the trees Not in the cuckolded ashes Floating down from the rookery Down here I crow for you, you crow for me Down here I crow for you, you crow for me Explain Request ×



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Songwriters: Benjamin John Howard, Mickey Smith
Towing The Line lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Ben Howard's first live performance of Towing The Line on Later... with Jools Holland

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