All Last Autumn

I go to the barn because I like the people there
It’s alright here
On my way home, someone taps me on the shoulder:
«I saw you walking in the cold,
and baby I noticed that you could use a coat»
So they gave me the one, off their back,
you know everyone here is just like that
And they are pure as snow, at the barn
I go because I like the people there
It’s alright here
I watch those tears roll, a post conversational toll
«I saw you walking in the cold,
and baby I noticed that you could use a coat»
So I gave you the one off my back,
I’m the only here who thought of that.
You are pure as snow
I go to the barn because I like the people there
It’s alright here