John Wesley Harding - Bridegroom Blues Lyrics
The streets are doing a wardanceAs their sight is restored to the blindAnd Im sifting trash on the offchanceThat there might be something to findAnd mary lets her fingers do the walkingHer babys nearly dueShes listening but no-ones talkingAt the citizens advice bureauAnd joe is down on the dole-queueHe should have signed on yesterdayEven if he was a carpenter and she was his ladyHe still wouldnt be able to make it payNoAnd he dont believe in angelsShes been seeing another manInfidelity runs in the familyBut that wasnt a part of the planAnd shepherds watch the flicks by nightAt the kings cross all night showSomethings trying to catch their eyesBut theyre too grossed out to knowAnd the three kings travel like three ships a-sailingTheyve got some gifts hell needCocaine for sniffing, money for corruption, and a whole load of videos of I love lucyBut the king of the country hes getting frightenedHe doesnt want to be another mans pawnAnd he crushes the beer can between his handsHe sees his fate, the clown yells checkmateAnd another star is bornBut the baby is killed in an instantAs though his whole life were a dreamThough his book sells well and he pulls out the stopsEveryone knows hes a hyped-up hasbeenAnd the t-shirts just embarrassAnd thought become memories after a whileHes looking so much older nowIts hard to belive that that was styleAnd he throws his cloak out to his fanIts his last chance sacrificeThe girls are crawling a cut-glass seaNo-one even wants to look twiceCos the circles all but full nowBut the stalls are empty for the latest sonWho just smiles and saysGive my regards to fleet street, Ive gotta runThe streets are doing a wardanceAs their sight is restored to the blindAnd Im sifting trash on the offchanceThat there might be something to find...
