Bridegroom Blues

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Well, the streets are doing a war dance As their sight is restored to the blind And I sift trash on the off chance That there might be something to find Mary lets her fingers do the walking Her baby's nearly due She's listening but no one's talking At the citizen's advice bureau Joe, he's down on the dole-queue Well, he should have signed on yesterday Even if he was a carpenter and she was his lady He wouldn't be able to make it pay No [Verse 2] Yeah, he don't believe in angels She's been seeing another man Infidelity runs in the family But that wasn't a part of the plan Shepherds watch the flicks by night At the King's Cross all-night show Something's trying to catch their eye But they're too grossed out to know And the three kings travel like three ships a-sailing They've got some gifts he'll need Cocaine for sniffing, money for corruption And a whole load of videos of I Love Lucy [Bridge] Ah, but the king of the country, he's getting frightened He doesn't want to be somebody's pawn And as he crushes the beer can between his hands He sees his fate, the queen yells checkmate And another star is born But the baby is killed in an instant As though his whole life were a dream Though his book sells well and he pulls out the stops Everyone knows he's a hyped-up has-been [Verse 3] And the t-shirts just embarrass And thought become memories after a while He's looking so much older now It's hard to believe that that was style He throws his cloak out to his fan It's his last chance sacrifice The girls are crawling a cut-glass sea No one even wants to look twice 'Cause the circle's all but full now But the stalls are empty for the latest son Who just smiles and says Give my regards to Fleet Street, I've gotta run, oh I've gotta run, oh [Outro] Well, the streets are doing a war dance As their sight is restored to the blind And I'm sifting trash on the off chance That there might be something to find (Hey, hey) (I gotta run, I gotta run)
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Credits
- Writers
- John Wesley Harding