Under The Table - Smidley

Would it be a pain if I left you behind?

Oh you’d forget my face in time

I’ll be reborn in the peacefull pill and rye

Could stop the weight pushing gold through my eyes

At least I’m under the table with you

At least I’m under the table with you

I’m on the floor and I’m soaked in wine

The same red you spilled when your grandfather died

Would it be a pain if I stoof there by his side?

I love you but is this okay, may I end here and that be alright?

At least I’m under the table with you

At least I’m under the table with you

At least I’m under the table with you

At least I’m under the table with you

At least I’m under the table

At least I’m under the table

Slow going gray and forgetting what I meant

Yes I know I’ve fallen down again

But at least I’m under the table with you

At least I’m under the table with you