Top Songs By Springtime
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Springtime
Performer
Gareth Liddiard
Guitar
Jim White
Drums
Chris Abrahams
Piano
Fiona Kitschin
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gareth Liddiard
Composer
Jim White
Composer
Chris Abrahams
Composer
Ian Duhig
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lachlan Carrick
Mastering Engineer
MIKE DESLANDES
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
She drinks more than she would admit
But she holds her liquor well
Her clothes are always clean and pressed
And her breath don't ever smell
She puts the bottles in the bottle bank
Before she meets the kids
And their teachers never seem to notice
Her eyes, her heavy lids
Jeanie's husband doesn't notice either
Or he turns the old blind eye
Same way he turned a deaf ear to her
When she told him, when she told him that she'd like to die
Is it drink that's killing Jeanie?
Or perhaps it whets the knife
But the knife has always been there
And it's been there all her life
Jeanie's good at poetry
She's better still at art
And if you ever heard her singing
It would break, would break your heart
And she's crushed down what she could be
Crushed down
Crushed down, she's crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
She's crushed down
Crushed down
She's crushed down what she could be
Crushed down like a garbage bin
And she dreamt sometime she'd raise the knife
And do her husband in
She's crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
She's crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Crushed down
Jeanie raised her kids instead
She did the best she could
Whether that was good enough
It's not up to me or you
Written by: Chris Abrahams, Gareth Liddiard, Ian Duhig, Jim White