Crippled Crow

Beggar standin' on the corner sing your song sing it for a dime

Give them all the pain you carried down the line

Music's flying past their ears rising like a burble those who herd will follow

The out of tune ravings of the crippled crow movin' down the ladder slow

Where your friends on knee will help you

And the cup of tin you carry is just the ticket to get you in

Beggar standin' on the corner dry your eyes your time is nigh

The tears your tastin' are only salty time

Your music's lasted through the years

Goin' through your troubles for the herd to follow

The out of tune ravings...

The crown of thorns you're wearin' is just the ticket to get you in

The out of tune ravings...

The out of tune ravings...