Old Abram Brown - Little Feet

Now I called out for peace now old fellow of mine
And the rock its shouting now it caught my eye
Hey, I don't look twice and I won't call to home
Little feet on the floor and up to bed I come

But I know that I'm better off alone
Don't go
This town of exile sees

I'm afraid my friend is on his way out
I back up into a wall where he lives
And the books shelves aren't bad
There's a storm in the center of the room
Little feet on the floor and up to bed I come

But I know that that you're better off alone
Don't go
This town of exile sees I won't go