Nuthinduan Waltz
by Andrew Bird
From the album: Music of Hair
Track 1 of 12 on Music of Hair (1996).
Duration: 5:00
Lyrics for Nuthinduan Waltz
I'm just an old yout, with a cane made of root And a dog with a nasal disease I sit when it's breezing, my dog's always sneezing I swear it's the voice of Louise Why do you do when you don't have a clue And the only thing doing is nothing at all 'Cept wait for nightfall when the will of the wind Has it's way in the grass on a summer's day And the rope ends that hung above layers of dung Had little on all sides but air In the buzzing dry wheat that wisps my bare feet I step on my doggie's despair Why do you do when you don't have a clue And the only thing doing is nothing at all 'Cept wait for nightfall when the will of the wind Has it's way in the grass on a summer's day I'm just an old yout, with a cane made of root And a dog with a nasal disease