Tom Waits - Mr. Henry lyrics

(previously unreleased) Mr. henry stumbles home When the evening's done He's as poor as a church mouse High on the meyer's rum Tugging at his shirttail Jiggling a church key Chewing on a toothpick On another binge Trampling the rosebush Whistin' to himself... Now don't wake up the neighbours Spitting on the hinge Rattling the milkbottles Tripping on a skate Hidin' from the newsboys Before it's too late The screen door's open Don't make no noise in the kitchen Got no excuse For a cold, grey wife that starts b**hin' That the no good bum's at it again After she's given him The best years of her life He'll tell her he was celebrating Savage's divorce Played a hunch out at yonkers You can never trust a horse And thrown in jail Swore he'd never do these things again He's got an alibi But never tells her where he's been "henry! henry!"