One Little Song - Gillian Welch

There’s gotta be a song left to sing

'Cause everybody can’t have thought of everything

One little song that ain’t been sung

One little rag that ain’t been wrung out completely yet

That’s got a little left

One little drop of falling rain

One little chance to try again

One little bird that makes it home now and then

One little piece of endless sky

One little taste of cherry pie

One little week in paradise and I start thinking

There’s gotta be a song left to sing

'Cause everybody can’t have thought of everything

One little note that ain’t been used

One little word ain’t been abused a thousand times

In a thousand rhymes

One little drop of falling rain

One little chance to try again

One little bird that makes it every now and then

One little piece of endless sky

One little taste of cherry pie

One little week in paradise and I start thinking

Gotta be a song left to sign

'Cause everybody can’t have thought of everything

One little song that ain’t been sung

One little rag that ain’t been wrung out completely yet

'Til there’s nothing left