She was lonely
didnt get enough of the honey
and the bruise of love
he was only
a small town boy
with a strong heart
and bored with his toys
He threw his suitcase on the train
Mama said boy you're insane
the days of careless living are over and over and over
back to you
ooh I bet you'll be better tomorrow
I bet only luck will follow
when you listen to the rain outside
let your fairies wander far and wide
It was misty
a bitter morning
she was sweeping
the barroom floor
when he looked up
from the daily scar
to his ego
to his lucky star
she couldn't have breathed without him
and living out there on a whim
when the curtain drops there ain't no fire, fire,fire...
They threw the suitcase on the train
mama said kids you're insane
the days of careless living are over and over and over back to you
oh oh oh oh oh I bet you'll be better tomorrow...
oh oh oh oh oh I bet only luck will follow...
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