It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe It don’t matter, anyhow An’ it ain’t no use to…
What’s the matter with me I don’t have much to say Daylight sneakin’ through the window And I’m still in…
Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child’s balloon Eclipses both the…
My cruel weapons have been put on the shelf Come sit down on my knee You are dearer to…
There is a house down in New Orleans they call the rising sun And it's been the ruin of many…