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Jennifer Kimball - Cant Climb Up Lyrics




You can't climb up, you can't crawl down
Let your heart bring you around.

You fall down when I need someone
to stand up to me and set me straight
You let me run roughshod over all the livelong day
then you turn your back and walk away.

You can't climb up, can't crawl down
Drained your cup now you're all unwound.
You never really could talk to me
You're on the train and headed out of town
I put a penny on the track.

So, your mama's gone but you're a rich girl now.
How could you say that to me.
What have you done to your own heart
That cruelty comes with such ease?

Can't climb up, can't crawl down
Pass the buck, turn off the sound.
You can't get past no ring on my finger
You'd really rather put a check in the mail
I know this letter.

Father, father!
I'm lost in a dark wood
no golden thread to lead me back.

Can't climb up, can't crawl down
Left your joy in the lost and found.
Can't climb up, can't crawl down
Let your heart bring you around.

You lost your joy - you've got to find your joy
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You can't climb up, you can't crawl down
Let your heart bring you around.

You fall down when I need someone
to stand up to me and set me straight
You let me run roughshod over all the livelong day
then you turn your back and walk away.

You can't climb up, can't crawl down
Drained your cup now you're all unwound.
You never really could talk to me
You're on the train and headed out of town
I put a penny on the track.

So, your mama's gone but you're a rich girl now.
How could you say that to me.
What have you done to your own heart
That cruelty comes with such ease?

Can't climb up, can't crawl down
Pass the buck, turn off the sound.
You can't get past no ring on my finger
You'd really rather put a check in the mail
I know this letter.

Father, father!
I'm lost in a dark wood
no golden thread to lead me back.

Can't climb up, can't crawl down
Left your joy in the lost and found.
Can't climb up, can't crawl down
Let your heart bring you around.

You lost your joy - you've got to find your joy
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