Darkness at the break of noon. Shadows even the silver spoon. The handmade blade, the child's balloon. Eclipses both the sun and moon. To understand you know too soon, there is no sense in trying.
You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun.
Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby. Can't buy a thrill. Well, I've been up all night, baby. Leanin' on the windowsill. Well, if I die. On top of the hill.
Go away from my window. Leave at your own chosen speed. I'm not the one you want, babe. I'm not the one you need. . You say you're lookin' for someone.
Do you love me, or are you just extending goodwill?. Do you need me half as bad as you say, or are you just feeling guilt?. I've been burned before and I know the score.
I was in your presence for an hour or so. Or was it a day? I truly don't know.. Where the sun never set, where the trees hung low. By that soft and shining sea..
When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?. When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?. Did they know He was the Son of God, did they know that He was Lord?.
If you see her, say hello. She might be in Tangier. She left here last early spring. Is living there I hear. . Say for me that I'm all right. Though things get kind of slow.
Someone's got it in for me. They're planting stories in the press. Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick. But when they will I can only guess. .
I'll remember you. When I've forgotten all the rest,. You to me were true,. You to me were the best.. When there is no more,. You cut to the core. Quicker than anyone I knew..
Close your eyes, close the door. You don't have to worry any more. I'll be your baby tonight. . Shut the light, shut the shade. You don't have to be afraid.
Well, I took me a woman late last night. I's three-fourths drunk, she looked alright. 'Til started peelin' off her onion-gook. She took off her wig, an' said, "How do I look?".
I pity the poor immigrant. Who wishes he would've stayed home. Who uses all his power to do evil. But in the end is always left so alone. . That man whom with his fingers cheats.
I dreamed I saw St. Augustine,. Alive as you or me,. Tearing through these quarters. In the utmost misery,. With a blanket underneath his arm. And a coat of solid gold,.
I can't understand, she let go of my hand. And left me here facing the wall. I'd sure like to know, why she did go. But I can't get close to her at all.
They ask me how I feel. And if my love is real. And how I know I'll make it through.. And they, they look at me and frown,. They'd like to drive me from this town,.
I am a lonesome hobo. Without family or friends,. Where another man's life might begin,. That's exactly where mine ends.. I have tried my hand at bribery,.