While I Shovel The Snow
Well they say can’t please everyone
But I’m stuck on a winning streak
Well today there’s clarity
And tonight I see tomorrow
All at once the winter’s here
All the lochs are frozen over
As I look in back of me
See a shape beside the walkway
Half of my life I’ve been watching
Half of my life I’ve been waking up
Birds in the sky could warn me
There’s no life like the slow life
So for now I’ll take my time
For now I can’t be bothered
Well I learned a lot of things
And I fudged a lot of numbers
Once again the winter’s here
All the lochs are frozen over
So I look in back of me
See a shape beside the walkway
Half of my life I’ve been watching
Half of my life I’ve been waking up
Birds in the sky could warn me
There’s no life like the slow life
Det er hermed rettet. Jeg har vist brugt for meget tid ude på fortovet i dag.
Kan vi ikke få The Walkmen på Danmarksturné snart? (Resten af verden er – i overensstemmelse med danske traditioner – underordnet.)
Fejl der, Pastor – Hamilton synger da det meget bedre ‘there is no life like the slow life’ i omkvædene.
Iøvrigt var denne sang da ret outstanding og ophøjet den blæsende, regnfulde aften på Amager forleden.