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John Wesley Harding
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Bridegroom Blues
Lyricist:John Wesley Harding
Well, the streets are doing a war dance As their sight is restored to the blind And I'm sifting trash on the off chance 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
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 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 Someone'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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com He doesn't want to be somebody's pawn And he crushes the beer can between his hands He sees his fate, the green 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 has been
And the T-shirts just embarrass And thought become memories after a while He's looking so much older now It's hard to believe 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
'Cause the circle's all but full now But the stalls are empty for the latest son Who just smiles and says 'Give my regards to Fleet Street I've gotta run, oh, I've gotta run, oh'
Well, he streets are doing a war dance As their sight is restored to the blind And I'm sifting trash on the off chance That there might be something to find
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