Texty: The 1900s. Bring The Good Boys Home.

If they can turn a river around
Let's run the ship aground
Bring the good boys home
Wrap them in licorice and tie them to stones
String them up to planes in the sky
There's no need to wonder why
We bring the good boys home
Tell all the secrets and call them my own

Dancing with both feet in the sink
I want you to know
I think you're sweet
Driving with no hands on the wheel
I want you to know
I feel your heat

Wave a?˜em in
A wink & a sigh
White lights & altar wine
Bring the good boys home
Tell him you'll wait
And you'll never get old

Batter up, the sky is aflame
Touchdown for Katie Jane!
Bring The Good Boys Home
Take him to tea
Shake him quiet and slow

Chorus

Right now you don't know what you're doing
(I know you don't because)
I see all the ways you been fooling
Wide eyed you tried to fake it

Right now you don't know where you're going
(Bring the good boys home)
I see all the ways you been posing
Wide eyed you tried to fake it