歌詞

The good chair's coming with me

The evening's worth the trip

One wooden chair, one cotton throw

One lemon glass to sweat

I set them on the old back stoop

The stone is warm here yet

The house can keep its heavy air

I'm boarding with the stars

He watches all my going out

And all my coming in

So even three steps to the yard

Are somewhere I've been sent

The stoop has held a hundred nights

Of shelling peas and talk

Tonight it only has to hold

One girl and one soft shawl

The stone still holds a little sun

It's warming my bare feet

He watches all my going out

And all my coming in

So even three steps to the yard

Are somewhere I've been sent

A neighbor's supper drifts across

The fences, faint and kind

The first moth circles round the lamp

I leave the day behind

Mmm... mmm... mmm

He watches all my going out

And all my coming in

So even three steps to the yard

Are somewhere I've been sent

He watches all my going out

And all my coming in

So even three steps to the yard

Are somewhere I've been sent

The good chair's out, the throw is spread

The evening may begin