Search for the boy with the mark on his arm Across the Black Bridge to the young man who tends his family's farm Why don't you shake it off? You can shake it off The flush of your face turns the snow into rain So warm with the love and the reasons you came Why don't you take it off? Your dirty pants and your brand new cotton socks I go back there sometimes To where my wish begins But someone in this room distilled the gin And I watched as she danced with him She sang it free from the side of the hill A maiden and her banjo She sang me a song And she kept me still Sharing stories and cherries that made it through the early morning frost But you know this will end come late July Jack Rabbit Hill My oh my Did we do morning right I was scared to love I'm still scared to love Wash me in this river Until I'm clean enough I go back there sometimes To where my wish begins But someone in this room distilled the gin And I watched as she danced with him I search for the boy in the light of the moon Your lips taste like peaches Then you tell me with a kiss that you love me too Did he come to the Trading Post? Did I leave too soon? She sang a song that shook and empty room And only one thing left to do Learn how to kiss him like I'm kissing you Someone in this room picked the fruit Made brandy out of apple juice And I go back there sometimes Something draws me in But someone in this room distilled the gin And I watched as she danced with him