lullaby

The first time I walked into Old Town School of Folk Music, a few blocks from where I now reside, I told Lisa that it was where I imagined Greg Brown might play. And this weekend he did. So now we know for sure: the man puts on a good show.

Lullaby
i look at you & i think of bed
you move so cool & freely
& i know what's going on in your head
oh babe you make me sleepy

& we've been married all these years
we know each other deeply
& oh my dear oh my dear
you still make me sleepy

the children they are nearly grown
& ain't they turned out sweetly
they're out tonight & we're alone
& oh babe you make me sleepy

i know your stories you know mine
but tell that one again to me
about the wet woods & the red wine
oh babe it makes me sleepy

you make me feel like lying down
let your hair down completely
when you pull on that raggedyass old cotton nightgown
oh babe you make me sleepy

since we first met & i gave you that twirl
i know nothing can defeat me
not as long as you're my girl
oh babe you make me sleepy

& in your arms i sleep so fine
so well do you meet me
& you can wake me any time
oh babe i ain't that sleepy

[lyrics from Greg Brown's Lullaby]