Bless you girl for the way you sin
Up and down and out on gin
You lost your way but you found my door
Now your lying here on my hard wood floor
Bless you
Bless you
You love the gutter for the tales it owns
Every time you lose your daddy's home
In a city-shack where the stories roam
Dance and sing or you turn to stone
Sing and dance or you turn to stone
Sing and dance or you turn to stone
Sing and dance or you turn to stone
I find you there all eyes and smiles
Tired and worn after miles and miles
The streets are black and I track you down
To take you home to your daddy's town
Bless you
Bless you
Sing and dance or you turn to stone
Sing and dance or you turn to stone
Sing and dance or you turn to stone
Sing and dance or you turn to stone
Bless you girl for the way you sin
Up and down and out on gin
You lost your way and you found my door
Now you drowning in my hard wood floor
Bless you
Bless you
Sing and dance or you turn to stone
Bless you girl for the way you sin
Up and down and out on gin
You lost your way but you found my door
Now you drowning me on my hard wood floor