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John Wesley Harding - Bridegroom Blues lyrics
The streets are doing a wardance As their sight is restored to the blind And I'm sifting trash on the offchance That there might be something to find And Mary lets her fingers do the walking Her baby's nearly due She's listening but no-one's talking At the citizen's advice bureau And Joe is down on the dole-queue He should have signed on yesterday Even if he was a carpenter and she was his lady He still wouldn't be able to make it pay No And he don't believe in Angels She's been seeing another man Infidelity runs in the family But that wasn't a part of the plan And shepherds watch the flicks by night At the King's Cross all night show Something's trying to catch their eyes But they're too grossed out to know And the three kings travel like three ships a-sailing They've got some gifts he'll need Cocaine for sniffing, money for corruption, and a whole load of videos of I Love Lucy But the king of the country he's getting frightened He doesn't want to be another man's pawn And he crushes the beer can between his hands He sees his fate, the clown yells Checkmate And another star is born But the baby is killed in an instant As though his whole life were a dream Though his book sells well and he pulls out the stops Everyone knows he's a hyped-up hasbeen And the t-shirts just embarrass And thought become memories after a while He's looking so much older now It's hard to belive that that was style And he throws his cloak out to his fan It's his last chance sacrifice The girls are crawling a cut-glass sea No-one even wants to look twice Cos the circle's all |
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