Brandon Pilatti

I can see you’ve got something to say
But don’t it feel good to be home at the end of the day
I know something’s on your mind
Let’s walk on down to the water and waste some time
Listen to the rush from the stream
And let it wash all your worries clean Aileen, Aileen

I can feel a want in you’re touch
Just let me know with your hands when I’m talking to much
I can hear unrest in your sighs
Let’s hide on down by the creek just you and I
Listen to the rush from the stream
And let it wash all your worries clean Aileen, Aileen

You’ve hit the wall go on hit the gas
But watch them corners coming up fast
And don’t you send me down the road my sweet Aileen
Through the sun, across the coast
You’ll be laughing at the devil like a holy ghost
But don’t you send me down the road my sweet Aileen

Aileen I’d rather die than have you hang me out to dry
Don’t you send me down the road my sweet Aileen
Aileen just let these trees grow their roots up through my knees
Don’t you send me down the road my sweet Aileen

Strip the sheets, go on make the bed
And leave me sitting here scratching my poor head
But don’t you send me down the road my sweet Aileen
Mind your manners or mind your own
Go on rip the heart right off of my bones
But don’t you send me down the road my sweet Aileen

Aileen I’d rather die than have you hang me out to dry
Don’t you send me down the road my sweet Aileen
Aileen just let these trees grow their roots up through my knees
Don’t you send me down the road my sweet Aileen…

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