Κυριακή, 2 Ιουνίου 2013

Leave Your Bags By The Door



Well I can see by your eyes that you come from far away
you've been travelling all night and you'd like a place to stay
well that's all right baby leave your bags by the door
that's all right honey you can even ask for more.

I won't ask you where you're from,
where you're going or why you've come
or for a lot of answers to all the questions on my tongue
no that's all right baby leave your bags by the door
that's all right honey you can even ask for more.

Well who are we two as we stand here tonight?
are you a prince in pauper's rags come down from the heights
to see the way your subjects live when you've turned your back
to taste the fruits of the common man and the purpose that you lack?

Or are you just a Tom wonderin' the night
looking for a diamond mine and banking on it's might
standing in the footprints of the wanders before you
looking for fulfilment and hoping that there's more

My name is Jill Ryder and I'm a seamstress for the fleet
I stand five foot seven in my cold bare feet
I've raised two daughters one from each of the loves of my life
I'm a widow two times but my girls are still alive

So why don't you come in out of the cold warm your feet by my fire
the cat's name is Lady why don't you just sit down beside her
listen to her purr oh you know she's content
to left the world drift by and let those crooked lines stay bent

Don't be afraid to let it all hang out cause I've seen it all before
and what harm could come from just a little bit more?

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