Make Me Down

A little rest for a spell

A little water from your well

A little shade from the shade of your door

That is all that I need

And I believe those might be

The truest words that I’ve ever said before

Make me down a pallet on your floor

Make me down a pallet on your floor

Just let me roll out my bed

At the foot of your bed

And although I am hoping for more

That is all that I need

And I believe those might be

The truest words that I’ve ever said before

Make me down a pallet on your floor

Make me down a pallet on your floor

Somebody came and picked you up in a champagne limousine

Tried to buy your love with stuff that he found in a magazine

Remember us running through the stubble field this was just before the Fall

Remember how loud that thunder was how soft that bed of straw

How soft that bed of straw…

And I want you and that’s all…

I know the big city lights

Are the kind that you like

And you dream on Detroit and New York

But just roll out a bed

At the foot of your bed

And you’ll know all that I’m dreaming for

That you make me down a pallet on your floor

Make me down a pallet on your floor