Saint Valentine Lyrics- The Weatherman | Gregory Alan Isakov

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Saint Valentine, is the popular valentine song from the album, The Weatherman. This song is sung by Gregory Alan Isakov. It is composed and written by Gregory Alan Isakov.

Saint Valentine Lyrics- The Weatherman | Gregory Alan Isakov

‘Saint Valentine’ Song Lyrics

Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem
She went out for cigarettes and never came home
And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
Spread out across the Great Divide

Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine

Now I circle the bars on the promenade
While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
She's out plucking strings in the pouring pouring
She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain

See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
I've circled this map till it caught on fire
Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
Oh you've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home

You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
Well you're all fucked up, Saint Valentine

About Song ‘Saint Valentine’

Album The Weatherman
Released Year 2013
Singer Gregory Alan Isakov
Lyricist Gregory Alan Isakov
Genre(s) Valentine

Official Video of ‘Saint Valentine’

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