( written by Tom Waits and Kathleen Brennan ). . If you want money in your pocket. And a top hat on your head. A hot meal on your table. And a blanket on your bed.
Lay my body down. By the shallows of the creek. You can lay my body down. Lay me in your reach. . And when my body's down. We'll steal the thunder from the rain.
You're an open gate. On a barbed wire fence. Swingin' back and forth. You know it scares me half to death. Funny how it moved. From a blessin' to a curse.
The graveyard sits by the Prescott mill.. Where my old man lost his arm,. And for that I was ready to kill.. But he just looked tired,. And said: "Don't bury me near that place.".
even the mightiest rivers will bend. before they vanish, in the sand. even the tallest of timbers will fall. easy to fall, ain't easy to land. well that's a curse of mine.
Into the heart of this old sunken ship. A white knuckle journey you won't soon forget. . Out where the deepwater goes. . Into the veins of this old lizard skin.
Cross your heart gently. The best days are with us. Don't be dark-hearted. You'll just disappear. . Trust you won't stumble. I trust you won't walk blind.
Whiskey hold me well. And never let me spill. From the blind man's bluff. Across the frozen lake. . Oh chance me, chance me not,. With the last chance that you've got.
I waited all day. And it seemed like one day too many. To find out who knows what. And why all the gallons are hanging. Deadmen are sneaking. Over thr hills.
When death shall close these eyelids. And this heart shall cease to beat. And they lay me down to rest. In some flowery-bound retreat. Will you miss, miss me, when I'm gone.
Trying hard to remember your voice. it seems so faraway. all choked up by the heat and the dust. it seems so faraway. I'm gonna give you a call, from this.
I go to sleep, before. The devil wakes. And I wake up, before. The angels take. . All my worldly desires. All my yardsticks of fear. . All my secrets untold.
I'm the nightwatchman and nothing gets behind my back. Work out at the goldmine in a tin can shack. Don't come up behind cause I won't be mincing my words.
Down here everyone says that the river people don't really belong here.. I know what it's like to be a stranger and divide a town beside a frontier.. People want your business and little more.
well the fog's rollin' thick in the trees. and the fire burns deep in the hole. my conscience a wound with no salve. it betrays me wherever I go. said the best way a man can go down.
Well I'm going away to leave you. And I'm going away for a while. Well, I'm coming back to you someday. When I've gone ten thousand miles. . Where the storms are on the ocean.
Knock yourself. And knock again. Roll it all into your hand. And let it spin. There's a wind blowin' hell. From the bottom of the well. Let it fall. Below the belt.
Liars left their roost last night. I heard it from some talkshow host. Fangs and venom working hard. In simulcast from coast to coast. Hey ho, 'round we go.
I don't care how long it might last. don't care anymore. don't care about that. I don't care how long it might take. I'm still wide awake. out walkin' late.