The trickin' leads to my worried mind
My worried mind, it leads to you
And thinkin' of you leads to nowhere but to the
Devil in the ocean blue
I ask the moon for orchids
She said "How 'bout a drop of blood from a rolling stone?"
She never fails to tickle my funny bone
How do you steal what you really want
When what you really want is free?
And how do you deal when you lost at the wheel
Only thinkin' how it 'oughta be?
Held my love for ransom, and posted a reward I cannot afford
A dynamite from the ceiling to the floor
Yeah from your one-eyed-jacks to your rolled up trips
I'll be gone when your pocket aces flip
And there ain't no river that needs a damn
Just a slow and steady drift
I'll be your burn card
Lost in the shuffle at the bottom of the deck, yeah
Tryin' to hide by the highway's low
And the low way's mine
You can burn me eternally
Out to the snow and the wind and the rain
And again and again and again and
I'm just leavin' a little worse than when I came
Trouble is as trouble does
When it's on a troubled mind
Reasons come and reasons will go
When the blind are followin' the blind
The coffin in that cradle
The daughter and the Holy Ghost in the same room
Me, I'm just makin' the dust fly with the broom
Yeah from your one-eyed-jacks to your rolled up trips
I'll be gone when your pocket aces flip
And there ain't no river that needs a damn
Just a slow and steady drift
I'll be your burn card
Lost in the shuffle at the bottom of the deck, yeah
Tryin' to hide where the aces are low
And the blinds are too high
You can burn me eternally
Out to the snow and the wind and the rain
And again and again and again and again and again
I'm just leavin' a little worse than when I came
