Leave Your Bags By the Door

Well I can see by your eyes that you come from far away You've been traveling all night and you'd like a place to stay Well that's alright, baby leave your bags by the door That's alright, honey you can even ask for more I won't ask you where you're from Where you're going or why you've come For a lot of answers to all the questions on my tongue No that's alright, baby leave your bags by the door That's alright, honey you can even ask for more Well who are we two as we stand here tonight? Are you a prince in paupe's rags come down from the heights See the way your subjects live when you've turned your back Taste the fruits of the common man and the purpose that you lack? Or are you just a Tom wonderin' the night Looking for a diamond mine and banking on it's might Standing in the footprints of the wanders before you Looking for fulfillment and hoping that there's more Yes, my name is Jill Ryder and I'm a seamstress for the fleet I stand five foot seven in my cold bare feet And I've raised two daughters one from each of the loves of my life I'm a widow two times, my girls are still alive So why don't you come in out of the cold warm your feet by my fire The cat's name is Lady, why don't you just sit down beside her Listen to her purr, oh you know she's content To left the world drift by and let those crooked lines stay bent Don't be afraid to let it all hang out, 'cause I've seen it all before And what harm could come from just a little bit more, just a little bit more?