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Maybe

by Sage Harrington

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1.
Paradise 00:47
Honey, it would be so nice to trip on off to paradise We could spend a long December in a cabin together Dreaming each snowflake away Or just a little while on some secluded isle Waiting for the month of May Honey, it would be so nice to trip off to paradise Cause we could be so happy by the blue waves of the sea
2.
Let me take you down to the place where our eyes first met Just in case you might have forgotten it There’s your long hair and there’s your feathered hat Soon I’ll make you see It wasn’t long before I wanted to be your friend And maybe, secretly, just a little bit more than that But your head has always been somewhere else and Now it sucks to be me Baby, show some sympathy, please Baby, sure does seem to me that you should love me Honey, let me tell you that I think of you all the time But I don’t think that you ever think of my anytime And I know that life won’t always work out your way Now stuck is where I’m at Baby, show some sympathy, please Baby, sure does seem to me that you should love me I don’t think that I can take much more of this Me thinking of you, not thinking of me So, honey, as a small consolation prize Tell me why I love you more than you love me Baby, show some sympathy, please Baby, sure does seem to me that you should love me, too
3.
There is no fear of roaches here No sound of scuttling feet No pitter, no patter, so you’ll hear no clatter Of my shoes whacked on the sink There is no fear of roaches here No sign of them sneaking away To dark holes and corners of cupboards and dens And you could bet if they did they would pay There is no fear of roaches here No need for boric acid – die, die, die No need for powders, or gummed traps, or bait For we have left them high and dry There is no fear of roaches here No scattering, scuttling hoardes There is no fear of roaches here So I’ll never think of them no more
4.
Maybe 04:40
True to myself, I fell off a chair True to myself, when you were right there True to myself, I staggered and stared at you True to myself, when I was the most sober person there, but you Maybe you would like me better if I had longer hair or greener eyes Maybe you would like me better if I didn’t carry this weight on my thighs Maybe you would like me better if my windowsills weren’t places for flies to die Maybe you would like me better if your girlfriend didn’t wear twice my bra size True to myself, I stopped listening when you spoke True to myself, I thought about learning how to smoke, like you do True to myself, I wondered what it would be like if you kissed my throat True to myself, you asked me a question and I just choked Maybe you would like me better if I’d heard of books you hadn’t read Maybe you would like me better if I knew the songs playing in your head Maybe you would like me better if I brushed my teeth before going to bed Maybe you would like me better if that brown-haired girl had no hair on her head Sometimes I think about things Sometimes I get confused Sometimes I think I think too much Sometimes I think I think too little Sometimes I think I’d really rather never think again at all Maybe you would like me better if I didn’t clean my house so well Maybe you would like me better if I kept my sweaters on different shelves Maybe you would like me better if I knew how to cast voodoo doll spells Maybe you would like me better if you didn’t have such a keen sense of smell Maybe you would like me better if I acted on more of my whims Maybe you would like me better if I drove with the windows down and let the rain come in Maybe you would like me better if I took long walks at night, ignoring the fear within me Maybe you would like me better if I knew you as well as Pam knows Jim My eye color just won’t change and my sweaters will not be re-arranged The flies will not re-animate, in fact, they’re well inside their pearly gates They do not have the will to live, so I think you’ll just have to forgive me Please don’t take offense, but I have lost all interest True to myself, I fell off a chair True to myself, when you were right there True to myself, I staggered and stared when you were right there
5.
Apples 03:35
I saw an apple, a pretty little apple Fall off the branch of an apple tree I held it in my hand, the pretty green apple With skin so soft and velvety I took a bite, a little bite of the apple And saw something that was a shock to see There was a worm, a smiling earthworm in the apple And here is what he sang to me So I took a walk, a little walk with the apple A walk, the apple, the earthworm and me I held it in my hand, the pretty green apple We saw some sights that were a sight to see Then I went home, I went home with the apple My home, the apple, the earthworm and me I gave them a home, I gave a home to the apple Gave them my windowsill and all the sights they could see from there Deep-frying funnel cakes, we’re pan-frying pancakes We’re baking pancakes, we’re making apple cake We’re baking lots of cake
6.
Big goat, little goat Float away on goat-sized boats Float past golden fields of oats Float away past algaed moats Float safely on in your canoe Float safely, for we love those who Adventure on to unknown lands Though danger riddles their grand plans Big goat, little goat Make sure to pack your red raincoats Big goat, little goat What is that for which you hope Big goat, little goat Float away on goat-sized boats Float with sacks of golden oats And your book of Latin quotes Float safely on in your canoe Float safely for we love those who Travel lands that know them not Equipped with naught but oats, raincoats and cots Big goat, little goat Float away on goat-sized boats Float with oats, raincoats, and quotes On your little raft of hope
7.
Cherry blossoms bloom in springtime And I’ll eat apples in the fall But, this, of course, means nothing If by nothing, I mean, all I want to see you smile I want to hold you close But if you are unkind, dear I’ll spoon you the strongest dose What’s this? I can see Wheat that’s green and red cherry trees Bushes ripe with blackberries And primrose beds in which we can sleep Come with me and you can see Fairies having their noontime tea Sipping with juices of blackberries Consorting with nymphs and kissing cherries Hey, come on, let’s go on a little trip Take a long walk through those trees Take a little nip of this Doves and does are on my side, dear Cupid’s bow will never cure The love that will surround you And that from me you’ll endure I want to see you smile Happy cause you’re holding me so close But if you are unkind, dear I’ll spoon you the strongest dose What’s this? I can see How you will fall for me I’m your Helen of Troy, so call in the cavalry Start a war to soothe my vanity Come with me and we’ll have tea With the fairy aristocracy We’ll sip the juices of blackberries Consort with nymphs and kiss cherries
8.
You are a terrible person I don’t think I could think of a worse one You eat babies for supper and you curse at your mother Yes, you are a terrible person You are a terrible person I don’t think it could get any worse than Drinking jack and starting fistfights, cutting string off little kids’ kites You are a terrible person You are a terrible person I don’t think it could get any worse than Dropping cheese puffs in jacuzzis Making dough off bad movies You are a terrible person You are, you are, you are, you are you are, you are You are a terrible person I don’t think I could think of a worse one How you dictate, we decipher You pull down the lost dog flyers You are a terrible person You are a terrible person I don’t think I could think of a worse one You leave the crumbs inside the toaster You set ice water down on an untreated wooden surface without a coaster You are a terrible person You are, you are, you are, you are you are, you are You are a terrible person I don’t think I could think of a worse one You eat babies for supper and you curse at your mother Yes, you are a terrible person You are a terrible person I don’t think it could get any worse than Drinking jack and starting fistfights, cutting string off little kids’ kites You are a terrible person
9.
You have weird hair You said that you cut it yourself Well, that explains it I was just walking along With a package bound for elsewhere When you stopped me and you stared You thought that I needed your help I was a shepherdless little lamb On her way to the post office You held me close in your arms Which was a little strange considering We had never met before I asked if you could please let me go And you told me not to worry Cause there’d still be time to mail my package You said, I’ve seen you around I’ve seen you walking on the sidewalks Everyday to the post office So, it fits that I met you today Hey, we should walk places on the sidewalks Walk around, and wander, wondering Well, I said, I’m not sure About that, I mean, I’m not trying To be mean, but I don’t know where you’re going with this Well, then, you said with a grin Just leave me with a kiss It will be a moment tres beau Um Huh Well, when you put it that way See, no, I really have to go I have a lot of pressing things to deal with A lot of buttons to press Well, you supposed, if you really must go Let me say one last thing to you Or else I won’t get to sleep tonight If we should meet Ever again in this Crazy world we live in We should become Lovers cause then we’ll know That we are meant to be The world works in crazy ways After all, I know you’ve walked Along this sidewalk twenty six and one-third times I said, um, sure, I’ll keep that in mind But as for now, I’ve got to get going Really, if I were to be truthful The nicest thing that I could Think to say to you is You have weird hair You said that you cut it yourself Well, I’m not surprised
10.
There was a time When I thought that the light In the fridge stayed on All the time, all the time The spinach leaves Would shoot the breeze With the cabbage heads About their old garden beds And about how Life is much colder now So cramped and sore In their crisper drawer They’d sing of sunshine and they’d sing of rain They’d sing of aphids and they’d sing of hornworms They’d sing of fireflies and morning dew They’d sing of thistles and green rubber hoses There was a time When I thought that the light In the fridge stayed on All the time, all the time, but see Here’s what happens When the fridge light stays on All the time, all the time All the time The lettuce, it wilts And the peppers, they welt Tomatoes get bruised And the cole slaw gets so confused Mashed potatoes, uncongealing There’s no end to the bad feeling To have beckoned that fate To have bet my garden gate On all those colder, colder sores In crisper drawers There was a time When I thought that the light In the fridge stayed on All the time, all the time They’d sing of sunshine and they’d sing of rain They’d sing of aphids and they’d sing of hornworms They’d sing of fireflies and morning dew They’d sing of thistles and green rubber hoses There was a time When I thought that the light In the fridge stayed on All the time, all the time
11.
Cobbler 02:04
Will you take my shoes apart and put them back together And will you make my boots all watertight in rainy weather Will you mend the holes that I have worn in this old leather And will you make it so I feel I’m walking as a feather Cobbler, oh cobbler, will you please do All of these things that I ask of you Cobbler, oh cobbler, when you are done I’ll get away, from here I’ll run

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released April 4, 2012

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Sage Harrington Albuquerque, New Mexico

folk. indie. fun. Sage Harrington is in love with the ukulele.

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