Each day she holds them boys Drunks who live on the grain Rain starts slowly coming down Then pounds for six straight days Walks with the birds Day after day One flies in, one flies away Cant hold onto those Black-eyed strays One flies in, one flies away Dreams of days of dime a dance Rolling plains with open skies Homes a hundred miles away Too lonely to cry Walks on catwalks Cast iron decay Pa**es air shafts A wandering black eyed stray Nurse in white walks over rooftops Linens wave in the breeze Cross-eyed kid is hiding low Sneakin under the eaves