Texty:
Isobel Campbell And Mark Lanegan

soul when you drank the morning dew Down on your luck and so thirsty through and through A Crack in the mirror tells, Of seven years of pain, And

me down, when he brought me around My baby's prayer, the sweetest sound I'm in despair, I cannot win I've been to hell and back again And back again, and back again And

broken wing yet nothing more I turn my head the once and bird become a damsel With lips of cherry, ivory skin and lustrous hair Open the doorway wide and

heart What's to be will be Moon is hidden, the deal is done Spread your wings for me Back into my babies arms Rising soft and low That was such a long

'll stick around Ain't gonna be back sliding Up and out again I ain't gonna let you down Promise you I'll stick around Everybody up and sliding Bump and

ubi caritas deus ibi est worldly desires and worldly gains designed for worldly men I'm a master of the heart with ears and hands to lend soldiers come and

I went down to St. James Infirmary I heard my baby groan and I felt so broken hearted she used to be my used to be my very own and I tried so hard to

the party's over now so draw the curtains down your secret's safe to keep unzip your velvet gown and let your hair hang loose kick off your satin shoes

Is it any wonder On a Sunday soon I see the light Like a blind man Driving at the wheel Like a hound dog Scratching out a meal You and I both know it