Lemonheads

Well, I sold my farm to take my woman
Where she longed to be
We left our kin and all our friends
Back there in Tennessee
I bought those one-way tickets
That she'd often begged me for
They took us to the streets of Baltimore
Her heart was filled with gladness
Just to see those city lights
She swore the prettiest place on earth
Was Baltimore at night
A man feels proud to give his woman
What she's longing for
And I kinda liked the streets of Baltimore
I got myself a factory job
I ran an old machine
I bought a little cottage
In a neighborhood serene
And every night when I'd come home
With every muscle sore
She'd drag me through the streets of Baltimore
I did my best to bring her back
To where she used to be
But I soon learned she loved those bright lights
More than she loved me
So I'm a-going back on that same train
That brought me here before
While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore
While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore
Marc Hirsh (marc@owlnet.rice.edu)
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^ --"I'm breathing but it's become a chore."
V (Michael Penn)