From the recording Flowers Down Below
Musicians:
Jack Dunlap: Guitar, mandolin and lead vocals
Robert Mabe: Banjo and vocals
Alex Kimble: Bass and vocals
Mason Wright: Fiddle
Written by Jack Dunlap
Published by Frogtown Music (BMI)
Arranged by Jack Dunlap
Recorded by Will Shenk
Produced by Jack Dunlap, Robert Mabe and Will Shenk
Genres: Bluegrass, Folk, Americana
Lyrics
Boiled over, running to the ground
I hear your words but you never made a sound
The love has faded and I’ve nothing left to show
All I’m left are these flowers down below
My heart is broken all I know is pain
So don’t ask me why I’m in the rain
My love is gone, to where I don’t know
All I’m left are these flowers down below
But if I knew my way back home
If I knew my love wouldn’t roam
Would I find my way in the darkness?
Would I find my love to caress?
So talk about me, whatever you must do
Say I’m wrong and all the things you heard are true
I gave my all but my all was not enough
You drink the wine but don’t refill the cup
But if I knew my way back home
If I knew my love wouldn’t roam
Would I find my way in the darkness?
Would I find my love to caress?
If I knew my way back home
If I knew my love wouldn’t roam
Would I find my way in the darkness?
Would I find my love to caress?
Would I find my way in the darkness?
Would I find my love to caress?
Boiled over, running to the ground
I hear your words but you never made a sound
The love has faded and I’ve nothing left to show
All I’m left are these flowers down below