A pistol shot, at five o'clock, the bells of heaven ring,
tell me what you done it for, No I won't tell you a thing.
Yesterday I begged you before I hit the ground,
all I leave behind me is only what I found.
If you can abide it, let the hurdy-gurdy play,
stranger ones have come by here before they flew away.
I will not condemn you nor yet would I deny,
I would ask the same of you, but failing, will not die.
Take up your china doll, take up your china doll,
it's only fractured and just a little nervous from the fall.
La-la-la-la-la-la-la.
1 | Truckin' |
2 | Friend Of The Devil |
3 | Uncle John's Band |
4 | Shakedown Street |
5 | Casey Jones |
6 | Peggy-o |
7 | Brown-eyed Women |
8 | Jack Straw |
9 | He's Gone |
10 | Brokedown Palace |