The strangers came The strangers went To my daddy's bar The floor was cement And wet all the time It never got dry Nothing but the smell Of old beer and rye
Mom and daddy and me We lived in the back The door wasn't But twenty-five feet from the tracks And trains would roll by All day and all night Rattle them bottles And shake all them lights
And the strangers would come and the strangers would go Talking too fast or walking real slow Sometimes they'd say, hey, pretty girl what's your name? Why don't you come here and be pretty for us?
Then my daddy would make like he'd reach for his gun And those boys would shake or hush up and run
Now some of those boys I noticed them too Looking at me But there was nothing to do When daddy stood watch Big, mean and sober Like a wall so tall No one could get over
Sometimes at night under the sheets I'd cover myself from my head to my feet And wait till my mama and daddy went to sleep And though I was awake, dream a dream so sweet
Dream a dream so sweet though I was awake Dream a dream so sweet, all of me ached Close my eyes and pretend on the back of my hand What it would be like The kiss of a manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.