The preacher's daughter had a flower tattoo
The preacher's daughter had a flower tattoo
She acted so sweet from her head to her feet
I did not believe her
Streetlights are burning
From dusk until dawn
Streetlights are burning
From dusk until dawn
Blind man he can't see
Asks nothing from me
He shuts his eyes when he's dreaming
If I had a nickel
And you had a dime
If I had a nickel
Yeah and you had a dime
You'd keep what was yours
You'd take what was mine
Time after time
It's too late for my pity
Way too late for my tears
It's too late for my pity
It's too late for my tears
You run in your past
You're running dead last
And time goes by so fast
Church bells are ringing
Over mountains through fields
Church bells are ringing
Over mountains through fields
They say they stand up and drink from your cup
It's the sinners who kneel