Palomino - Gemma Hayes

Ride with me, boy, on my palomino

Racin' through grey skies, lookin' for the yellow

Leave your father, mother, sister to the TV shows

They try to fix you, but sorrow’s in the marrow

Ride with me, boy, on my palomino

Racin' through grey skies, lookin' for the yellow

Leave your father, mother, sister to the TV shows

They try to fix you, but sorrow’s in the marrow

People are afraid of the quiet ones

But I’m terrified of those that laugh too much

Sorrow sit and lie when you get too close

So I ride to your front yard and through your window

I will whisper

Ride with me, boy, on my palomino

Racin' through grey skies, lookin' for the yellow

Leave your father, mother, sister to the TV shows

They try to fix you, but sorrow’s in the marrow

Ride with me, boy, on my palomino

Racin' through grey skies, lookin' for the yellow

Leave your father, mother, sister to the TV shows

They try to fix you, but sorrow’s in the marrow

How are girls allowed to treat you cruel?

Boys beat you at the age of six, I chose to adore you

There is something I know when you’re near

That I forget when you go

I’m gonna save you from the insincere

Ride with me, boy, on my palomino

Racin' through grey skies, lookin' for the yellow

Leave your father, mother, sister to the TV shows

They try to fix you, but sorrow’s in the marrow

Ride with me, boy, on my palomino

Racin' through grey skies, lookin' for the yellow

Leave your father, mother, sister to the TV shows

They try to fix you, but sorrow’s in the marrow