Kay from Aberdeen by Phil Henry

If you leave, take it all
Take the books off of the shelf
Take the pictures from the wall
Make it clean, make it fast
Leave no trace to show
This place was home
To a love that couldn’t last
Baby, please- If you leave, take it all.

Strip the sheets from the bed
Pull the pillows from the mattress
Leave no comfort for my head
Throw the drapes, for all to see
My walls are bare, and without you
There’d be nothing left of me
[Baby, please-] If you leave, take it all.

It’s only sticks and stone
It’s only flesh and bone
An old, old habit, hard to break
It’s only history
Still holding you and me
And I’m afraid of what remains

It’s only sticks and stone
It’s only flesh and bone
An old, old habit, hard to break
It’s only history
Still holding you and me
And I’m afraid of what remains

If you leave, take it all
Take the Summers on the front porch
And sipping cider in the Fall
Take my love if it’s what you need
Take the things that make you stronger
Even if that sets me free
Baby, please- If you leave, take it all.

• Americana
• Contemporary Folk
• Folk
• folk rock
• Rutland