Yo La Tengo

Yo La Tengo - The Hour Grows Late lyrics

As he fired up the drum machine

He stole a glance at the empty seats

He took a minute to retune his guitar

As the hour grew late

I wanna send this out to Richie Vey

In his thrift-store corner of the world

His soul is my cheap laugh

As the hour grows late

Get this song at:  amazon.com sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

Comments