Pressing Flowers The Civil Wars
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[Verse 1: John Paul White with Joy Williams]
Meet me in the garden where the weeds grow tall
Down by the gate
I got a secret that I might tell
It'll give me away
[Chorus: Joy Williams & John Paul White]
Ooh, whatever you do
Ooh, keep it with you
[Verse 2: John Paul White with Joy Williams]
Meet me on the back porch where ivy climbs
We'll sit on the swing
Soak up the color of the midday sun
While the ocean sings
[Chorus: Joy Williams & John Paul White]
Ooh, whatever you do
Ooh, keep it with you
[Bridge: Joy Williams & John Paul White]
You and I, oh, we're just pressing flowers
They are dying
But they're ours
[Verse 2: John Paul White with Joy Williams]
Meet in a poem of an iron bed
Wipe the dust away
Meet me in the tintypes from long ago
Trace the lines of my face
Meet me in the garden where the weeds grow tall
Down by the gate
I got a secret that I might tell
It'll give me away
[Chorus: Joy Williams & John Paul White]
Ooh, whatever you do
Ooh, keep it with you
[Verse 2: John Paul White with Joy Williams]
Meet me on the back porch where ivy climbs
We'll sit on the swing
Soak up the color of the midday sun
While the ocean sings
[Chorus: Joy Williams & John Paul White]
Ooh, whatever you do
Ooh, keep it with you
[Bridge: Joy Williams & John Paul White]
You and I, oh, we're just pressing flowers
They are dying
But they're ours
[Verse 2: John Paul White with Joy Williams]
Meet in a poem of an iron bed
Wipe the dust away
Meet me in the tintypes from long ago
Trace the lines of my face
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