Sad Old Red (Live In Hamburg, 1992)

I walk on stone, it leads me home We don't have streets, just pure concrete I'm not glad when I get home I'm sad old Red, I don't wanna be alone no more I go whiter in the face, my feet begin to shake I go upstairs to that heavenly place I'm not glad when I get home I'm sad old Red, I don't wanna be alone no more Sad old Red sat at home Sad old Red, living on his own Sad old Red sat at home Sad old Red, let me take you home It's a cubic room, two hole peep through Shadows on the wall, yeah, yeah, of trees so tall I think of her again, the joy she used to bring Lay there in bed, two words she said She said "Oh Red" She said "Oh Red" All the time, "Oh Red" Every night, "Oh Red" Sad old Red, that's what I am All the time, every night Sad old Red, sad old Red Sad old Red, sad old Red Sad old Red, sad old Red