Artist: Tom Waits Album: Franks Wild Years {1987}

Hang on Saint Christopher through the smoke and the oil
Buckle down the rumble seat, let the radiator boil
Got an overhead downshift and a two dollar grill
Got an eighty-five cabin on an eighty-five hill
Hang on Saint Christopher on the passenger side
Open it up, tonight the devil can ride
Hang on Saint Christopher with a barrel house dog
Kick me up Mount Baldy, throw me out in the fog
Tear a hole in the jackpot, drive a stake through his heart
Do a hundred on the grapevine, do a jump on the start
Hang on Saint Christopher, now, don't let me go
Get me to Reno and bring it in low, yeah

Hang on Saint Christopher with the hammer to the floor
Put a high ball in the crank case, nail a crow to the door
Get a bottle for the jockey, gimme a two-ninety-four
There's a seven-fifty Norton bustin' down January's door
Hang on St. Christopher on the passenger side
Open it up, tonight the devil can ride
Hang on Saint Christopher, now, don't let me go
Get to me Reno, got to bring it in low
Put my baby on the flat car, got to burn down the caboose
Get 'em all jacked up on whiskey then we'll turn the mad dog loose
Hang on Saint Christopher on the passenger side
Open it up, tonight the devil can ride, yeah, yeah, oh yeah

I'm going straight to the top, oh yeah
Up where the air is fresh and clean
I'm going straight up to the top, oh yeah
If you know me, you know what I mean
I can't let sorrow pull ol' Frankie down
Live for tomorrow, I have found you

I'm going straight up to the top, oh yeah
Up where the air is fresh and clean
I just know I will never stop, no, no
Until I know I'm wild and free
I'm like a champagne bubble - pop, pop, pop
I'm like those birdies high up in the trees
I can't let sorrow pull ol' Frankie down
Live for tomorrow, I have found you out
I'm going straight up to the top, oh yeah
Up where the air is fresh and clean, yeah

I can't let sorrow pull ol' Frankie down
Live for tomorrow, I have found you
I am going straight up to the top, oh yeah
Up where the air is, up where the air is
Up where the air is, up where the air is
Up where the air is fresh and clean, yeah
Woo, woo, woo

Blow wind blow, wherever you may go
Put on your overcoat, take me away
You gotta take me on into the night, take me on into the night
Blow me away, blow me away

Mary's on the black top, there's a husband in the dog house
In the middle of a shakedown I got quiet as a church mouse
Put Raleigh's on the dashboard, sugar daddy caught a polocar
There's no solitary tap dance way down here

Blow wind blow, wherever you may go
Put on your overcoat, take me into the night
Take me on into the night, blow me away

I ride upon a field mouse
I was dancin' in the slaughterhouse
And it was swing along the beltway
You skid along there all day
Cos I went a little crazy and I sat upon a high chair
And I'm smokin' like a diesel way out here

And if you blow wind blow, wherever you may go
Put on your overcoat, take me away
You gotta to take me on into the night, well, you take me on into the night
Blow me away, blow me away
You gotta blow me away, blow me away

Rusted brandy in a diamond glass
Everything is made from dreams
Time is made from honey, slow and sweet
Only the fools know what it means
Temptation, temptation, temptation
I can't resist

I just know that she's made of smoke
But I've lost my way, yeah
She knows that I am broke
But I must play, yeah
Temptation, temptation, yeah, temptation
I can't resist

Oh, temptation, temptation, temptation
I just can't resist

Dutch pink and Italian blue
She's there waiting there for you
My will has disappeared
My confusion is oh, so clear
Temptation, temptation, temptation
I can't resist

Temptation, temptation, temptation
I can't resist

Rusted brandy in a diamond glass
Everything is made from dreams
Time is made from honey, slow and sweet
Only the fools know what it means
Temptation, temptation, temptation
Temptation, temptation, temptation 

The bats are in the belfry
The dew is on the moor
Where are the arms that held me
And pledged her love before
And pledged her love before

And it's such a sad old feeling
Oh, the fields are soft and green
It's memories that I'm stealing
But you're innocent when you dream, when you dream
You're innocent when you dream, when you dream
You're innocent when you dream

I made a golden promise
That we would never part
I gave my love a locket
And then I broke her heart
And then I broke her heart

And it's such a sad old feeling
All of the fields are soft and green
And it's memories that I'm stealing
But you're innocent when you dream, when you dream
You're innocent when you dream, when you dream
You're innocent when you dream

We're running through the graveyard
And we laughed, my friends and I
We swore we'd be together
Until the day we died
Until the day we died

And it's such a sad old feeling
All of the fields, they're soft and green
And it's memories that I'm stealing
But you're innocent when you dream, when you dream
You're innocent when you dream, when you dream
You're innocent when you dream

And it's such a sad old feeling
The fields are soft and green
And it's memories that I'm stealing
But you're innocent when you dream, when you dream
You're innocent when you dream, when you dream
You're innocent when you dream 

Tonight I'll shave the mountain
I'll cut the hearts from pharoahs
I pull the road off of the rise
Tear the memories from my eyes
In the morning I'll be gone

I drink a thousand shipwrecks
Tonight I steal your paychecks
I paint the sheets across my bed
The birds will all fly from my head
And in the morning I'll be gone

Take every dream that's breathing
Find every boot that's leaving
Shoot all the lights in the cafe
And in the morning I'll be gone

I bet a thousand dollars
I have a french companion
I tie myself below the deck
I pull the rope around my neck
In the morning I'll be gone

It takes a life to win her
There is a drum of bourbon
Eight hundred pounds of nitro
His boots are thunder as he plays

There is a stone inside it
Tonight his bones will ride it
I'll need a tent to hide it
And in the morning I'll be gone
And in the morning I'll be gone
And in the morning I'll be gone
And in the morning I'll be gone
And in the morning I'll be gone
And in the morning I'll be gone

If you want money in your pocket and a top hat on your head
A hot meal on your table and a blanket on your bed
Well, today is grey skies tomorrow is tears
You'll have to wait 'til yesterday is here

Well, I'm going to New York City and I'm leavin' on a train
And if you want to stay behind and wait 'til I come back again
Today's grey skies tomorrow is tears
You'll have to wait 'til yesterday is here

If you want to go where rainbows end
You'll have to say goodbye
All our dreams come true, baby, up ahead
And it's out where your memories lie

Well, the road is out before me and the moon is shinin' bright
What I want you to remember as I disappear tonight
Today's grey skies tomorrow is tears
You'll have to wait 'til yesterday is here
Well, today's grey skies tomorrow is tears
You'll have to wait 'til yesterday is here
You'll have to wait 'til yesterday is here
You'll have to wait 'til yesterday is here 

I put my chips on her shoulder
Running in carnival time
She bought the things that I told her
Made her eyes sparkle and shine
Together we'll ring in the new year
I know that she'll be my queen
And if I fall asleep in your arms
Please wake me up in my dreams

Her outfit was all made of vinyl
Like nothing that I've ever seen
When our divorces are final
She'll fit right into my scheme
Together we'll ring in the new year
I know that she'll be my queen
And if I fall asleep in your arms
Please wake me up in my dreams 

Dream away the tears in your eyes
Dream away your sorrows
Dream away all your goodbyes
Dream away tomorrow
I promise when the sun comes up I promise I'll be true
And just like before the band starts to play
They always play your favorite tune

And dream away when everyone's gone
Dream away your grey skies, too
Dream away and nothing is wrong
Dreams have wishes that are waiting for you
And up ahead the road is turning, turning for you and me
And just like before the band starts to play
Now, there's that twinkle in your eye
And dream away 

It's more than rain that falls on our parade tonight
It's more than thunder, it's more than thunder
And it's more than a bad dream now that I'm sober
Nothing but sad times, nothing but sad times

None of our pockets are lined with gold
Nobody's caught the boquet
There are no dead presidents we can fold
Nothing is going our way

And it's more than trouble I've got myself into
It's more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now

And it's more than a bad dream now that I'm sober
There's no more dancing, there's no more dancing
And it's more than trouble I've got myself into
Nothing but sad times, nothing but sad times

None of our pockets are lined with gold
Nobody's caught the boquet
There are no dead presidents we can fold
Nothing is going our way

And it's more than goodbye I have to say to you
It's more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now
And it's more than goodbye I have to say to you
It's more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now
And it's more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now

When you walk through the garden you gotta watch your back
Well, I beg your pardon, walk the straight and narrow track
If you walk with Jesus he's gonna save your soul
You gotta keep the devil way down in the hole

He's got the fire and the fury at his command
Well, you don't have to worry if you hold on to Jesus hand
We'll all be safe from Satan when the thunder rolls
We just gotta help me keep the devil way down in the hole

All the angels sing about Jesus' mighty sword
And they'll shield you with their wings and keep you close to the lord
Don't pay heed to temptation for his hands are so cold
You gotta help me keep the devil way down in the hole

Down in the hole, down in the hole, yeah, down in the hole, yeah
Down in the hole, down in the hole, down in the hole
You gotta help me keep the devil down in the hole 

I'm goin' straight to the top, whoa
I'm goin' where the air is fresh and clean
I'm going straight up to the top
If you know me, you know what I mean
I can't let Mister Sorrow try and pull ol' Frankie down
We'll live for tomorrow, I have found you

Straight up to the top
I'm goin' up where the air is fresh and clean
I know I'm never gonna stop
Until I know, I know I'm wild and free
Hey, I'm goin' straight up to the top
And if you know me you know what I mean
I can't let ol' Mister Sorrow try and pull me down
I'll live for tomorrow, I have found you
I'm going straight to the top, whoa
I'm goin' up where the air is fresh and clean, whoa

I can't let Mister Sorrow pull ol' Frankie down
We live for tomorrow, I have found you
Straight to the top, oh yeah
Up where the air is, up where the air is
Up where the air is, up where the air is
Up where the air is fresh and clean

Whoa, whoa - how about that band, whoa

I'll tip the newsboy, I'll get a shine
I'll ride that dream to the end of the line
I'm gonna be going places, I'll get a ride
Take me to the Riverside
I'm gonna take you New York

I'll make it happen, climb on the caboose
I'm drinking Manhattans
I'll take a splash on the big town
That's how I will arrive, have you got two tens for a five

You've gotta roll out the carpet, strike up the band
Break out the best champagne when I land
You gotta beat the parade drum, hit all the bars
I want the moon and stars
I'm gonna take you New York

I'll make it happen, climb on the caboose
I'm drinking Manhattans
And I know someday they'll going to name a street after me
Right next door to old Franklin D

I'm going to take you big town
Come on New York, come on, move over big town
I'll take New York, come on big town
Come on get happy, New York, come on 

All night long on the broken glass, livin' in a medicine chest
Mediteromanian hotel back sprawled across a roll top desk
The monkey rode the blade on an overhead fan, they paint the donkey blue if you pay
I got a telephone call from Istanbul, my baby's coming home today

Will you sell me one of those if I shave my head
"Get me out of town," is what Fireball said
Never trust a man in a blue trench coat
Never drive a car when you're dead
Saturday's a festival, Friday's a gem
Dye your hair yellow and raise your hem
Follow me to Beulah's on Dry Creek Road
I got to wear the hat that my baby done sewed, woo

Will you sell me one of those if I shave my head
"Get me out of town," is what Fireball said
Never trust a man in a blue trench coat
Never drive a car when you're dead
Saturday's a festival, Friday's a gem
Dye your hair yellow and raise your hem
Follow me to Beulah's on Dry Creek Road
I got to wear the hat that my baby done sewed

Well, take me down to Firetruck's Red Rose bed, I got to cut a hole in the day
I got a telephone call from Istanbul my baby's coming home today

Sell me one of those if I shave my head
"Get me out of town," is what Fireball said
Never trust a man in a blue trench coat
Never drive a car when you're dead
Saturday's a festival, Friday's a gem
Dye your hair yellow and raise your hem
Follow me to Beulah's on Dry Creek Road
I got to wear the hat that my baby done sewed, woo

Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe
Never slept with a dream before he had to go away
There's a bell in the tower, Uncle Ray bought a round
Don't worry about the army in the cold, cold ground
Cold, cold ground, cold, cold ground, cold, cold ground

Now, don't be a cry baby when there's wood in the shed
There's a bird in the chimmney and a stone in my bed
When the road's washed out we pass the bottle around
And wait in the arms of the cold, cold ground
The cold, cold ground, the cold, cold ground, the cold, cold ground

There's a ribbon in the willow, there's a tire swing rope
And a briar patch of berries takin' over the slope
The cat'll sleep in the mailbox and we'll never go to town
Til we bury every dream in the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground, the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground, in the cold, cold ground

Gimme a Winchester rifle and a whole box of shells
Blow the roof off the goat barn, let it roll down the hill
The piano is firewood, Time's Square is a dream
I find we'll lay down together in the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground, cold, cold ground, in the cold, cold ground

Call the cops on the Breedloves, bring a bible and a rope
And a whole box of rebel and a bar of soap
Make a pile of trunk tires and burn 'em all down
Bring a dollar with you baby in the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground, in the cold, cold ground, in the cold, cold ground

Take a weathervane rooster, throwin' rocks at his head
Stop talking to the neighbors until we all go dead
Beware of my temper and the dog that I've found
Break all the windows in the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground, in the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground, in the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground, in the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground, in the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground, in the cold, cold ground 

Well, I broke down in East Saint Louis on the Kansas City line
Drunk up all my money that I borrowed every time
And I fell down at the derby, the night's as black as a crow
It was a train that took me away from here, but a train can't bring me home

What made my dreams so hollow was standing at the depot
With a steeple full of swallows that could never ring the bell
And I've come ten thousand miles away, not one thing to show
It was a train that took me away from here, but a train can't bring me home

I remember when I left without bothering to pack
Don't you know I up and left with just the clothes I had on my back
Now I'm sorry for what I've done and I'm out here on my own
It was a train that took me away from here, but a train can't bring me home
It was a train that took me away from here, but a train can't bring me home 

The bats are in the belfry
The dew is on the moor
Where are the arms that held me
And pledged her love before
And pledged her love before

It's such a sad old feeling
The fields are soft and green
It's memories that I'm stealing
But you're innocent when you dream, when you dream
You're innocent when you dream, when you dream
You're innocent when you dream

I made a golden promise
That we would never part
I gave my love a locket
And then I broke her heart
And then I broke her heart

And it's such a sad old feeling
The fields are soft and green
It's memories that I'm stealing
But you're innocent when you dream, when you dream
You're innocent when you dream, innocent when you dream

Running through the graveyard
We laughed, my friends and I
They swore we'd be together
Until the day we died
Until the day we died

And it's such a sad old feeling
The fields are soft and green
It's memories that I'm stealing
But you're innocent when you dream, when you dream
You're innocent when you dream, when you dream