Ruby, let down your golden hair

When I'm standing at the bottom of your stairs

Ruby, I can see your TV on

But the people there, they flicker and they're gone

So let down your golden hair for me tonight

Let down your golden hair for me to climb

Just like an old-time telegraph man

I came here with a simple job to do

'Cause that news coming down the wire

Says that your head's on fire

And I'm trying to get a message through to you

Ruby, you ain't lonely yet

With your crystal and your Russian cigarette

Ruby, haven't you heard before

What good is the finest tower when it hasn't got a door?

So let down your golden hair for me to climb

Let down your golden hair for me tonight

Just like an old-time telegraph man

I came here with a simple job to do

'Cause that news coming down the wire

Says that your bed's on fire

And I'm trying to get a message through to you, Ruby

I'm that old-time telegraph man

And I came here with a simple job to do

'Cause that news coming down the wire

Says that your world's on fire

And I'm trying to get a message through to you

I'm that old-time telegraph man

And I came here with a simple job to do

'Cause that news coming down the wire

Says that your world's on fire

And I'm trying to get a message through to you