Clements-Hull-Denholm-Stonier
Don't ask me what I'm doing here, I don't know
don't ask me if I'm getting near, so far to go
I got a station on the medium wave just about to fade
I got a pistol in my sleeping bag, so I won't feel afraid
I saw a sign in the empty night, a place I've known
I'm hoping there'll be candlelight when I get home.
Instrumental:
I guess I've done some wicked things since I've been round
I caught an angel and I clipped her wings, left her on the ground
I never thought of going back again, but I'm feelin' so alone
I'm hoping there be candlelight when I get home.
Instrumental:
Every time I check my rear view mirror, what do I see
I see the face of the original sinner looking back at me
he's riding with me every night in the dark and the unknown
I'm hoping there'll be candlelight when I get home.