The back alley's full of rain And everything's shining As holy as she can be The trick’s in the timing
Free as the morning birds Fragile as china She’s stuck in the weakest heart Of South Carolina
Where all of the naked boys who lay down beside her Sing her the saddest song All caught in the briars
I never meant to fall So hard in her doorway And all the sinners here Have crosses for Sunday
Kissed at the county fair Frisked in the city Where proof is an answered prayer But ain't it a pity
That all of the naked boys Who lay down beside her Sing her the saddest song All caught in the briarsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
