Through the Garden Gates

Come on back, baby Say it like I wish you will Lift your feet No matter how you may have lost the thrill We can get high, we can get low Through the garden gates or a foot of snow Come on back, baby Tell me that it's understood There's poison at the root Evil at the heart of the woods We can get high, we can get low Through the garden gates or a foot of snow Sometimes love will pass you by At the ripe old age of twenty-nine 'Cause it's all for you, my baby Yes, it's all for you, my love I have never once thought maybe But the pressure mounts in June Come on back, baby And know now that I wish you well Usher in the day All this, just a story to tell 'Cause we can get high, we can get low Walk certain streets in a panic slow Nurse the truth out a millionth time We're still fucked up, but we get by 'Cause it's all for you, my baby Yes, it's all for you, my love I have never once thought maybe But the pressure mounts in June And it's all for you, my baby Yes, it's all for you, my love I have never once thought maybe But the pressure mounts in June