[00:18.02]She hides in an attic concealed on a shelf
[00:26.50]Behind volumes of literature based on herself
[00:35.20]And runs across the pages like some tiny elf
[00:40.00]Knowing that it's hard to find
[00:44.16]Stuff way back in her mind,
[00:48.56]Winds up spending all of her time
[00:52.84]Trying to memorize every line
[00:56.79]Sweet Lorraine,
[01:00.22]Ah, sweet Lorraine.
[01:05.65]Sweet lady of death wants me to die
[01:14.29]So she can come sit by my bedside and sigh
[01:23.01]And wipe away the tears from all my friends eyes
[01:28.16]Then softly she will explain
[01:31.39]Just exactly who was to blame
[01:36.15]For causing me to go insane
[01:40.56]And finally blow out my brain,
[01:44.24]Sweet Lorraine,
[01:47.40]Ah, sweet Lorraine.
[01:52.98]Well you know that it's a shame and a pity
[01:57.15]You were raised up in the city
[02:01.27]And you never learned nothing 'bout country ways,
[02:08.56]Ah, 'bout country ways.
[02:14.63]The joy of life she dresses in black
[02:23.04]With celestial secrets engraved in her back
[02:31.63]And her face keeps flashing that she's got the knack,
[02:36.06]But you know when you look into her eyes
[02:40.86]All she's learned she's had to memorize
[02:44.79]And the only way you'll ever get her high
[02:49.14]Is to let her do her thing and then watch you die,
[02:52.98]Sweet Lorraine,
[02:56.37]Ah, sweet Lorraine.
[03:02.21]Now she's the one who gives us all those magical things
[03:11.19]And reads us stories out of the I Ching,
[03:19.49]Then she passes out a whole new basket of rings
[03:25.10]That when you put on your hand
[03:28.20]Makes you one of the Angel Band
[03:33.20]And gives you the power to be a man,
[03:37.58]But what it does for her you never quite understand
[03:41.27]Sweet Lorraine,
[03:44.63]Ah, sweet Lorraine.
[03:50.16]Well you know that it's a shame and a pity
[03:54.22]You were raised up in the city
[03:58.36]And you never learned nothing 'bout country ways,
[04:05.36]Oh 'bout country ways, oh 'bout country ways,
[04:13.84]Yeah, about country ways