Balcony

met a little thing
her name was Rita
in a little bar near Wood Creek
got a place where the preachers come and drink
to wash away the prayers of their meek
I asked her to dance
she laughed and said "you know, I'm older than you son"
she took me by the hand and
she led me outside and
from the balcony
she said she said "I'm not yours, my friend, I'm not yours, but I'm everything"
from the balcony I followed her down
to the town where her husband was killed three years ago
"It's time now" she said, "I wanna get my revenge on the place that took from me everything I had"
how are you darling?
are you feeling alright?
what do you want me to do to pull you from the nasty side of life?
but in the early air of day
we rode straight ahead to a bank and we wrapped it and then we rode away
and then about four there was a knock at my door
and the lights from the cars and the cuffs and they locked me up
how are you darling?
are you feeling alright?
what do you want me to do to pull you from the nasty side of life?
what's left that's yours worth keeping?
what's left that's yours?
what's left that's yours worth keeping?
what's left that's yours?
what's left that's yours worth keeping?
what's left that's yours?
what's left that's yours worth keeping?
what's left that's yours?
what's left that's yours worth keeping?
what's left that's yours?
it was the most I ever had
it was the most I ever had when
from the balcony
she said she said "I'm not yours, my friend, I'm not yours, but I'm everything"