Chris Thile
Laysong
Oh, but then what shall we sing?
Tell us, oh, but then what shall we sing now
When we gather together
With a hard week going
And a hard week coming
To catch our breath?
Laysong

Oh, what relief, can you bring?
Tell us, oh, what relief can you bring now?
That our souls are untethered
And nothing's sacred or profane here
Out of breath
Laysong

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What's that about your lover?
I have a lover, preach
What's that about your troubled mind?
My mind is troubled
My mind is troubled and so is my lover's

What's that about the enemy?
I've had enough of him for the week
So let's drown out the enemy, drown out the enemy
Listen, we're goin' to ​drown out the enemy
Huh, 2, 3
Laysing we're goin' to drown out the enemy
Drown out the enemy
Drown out the enemy
What's that about your lover?

Oh, let your medicine ring
Where needed, oh, let your medicine ring out!
Over hell or high water
We hear you coming
We pray you're going to catch our breath
Laysong

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Bring us together
Help us remember
Those with no breath left to sing