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She reads the leaves and she leads the life |
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That she learned so well from the old wives |
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It's so strange to arrange it, you know I wouldn't change it |
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But hear me if you're near me, can I just rearrange it? |
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The watchman covers me |
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With his remedy |
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I can't see and it's hard to feel |
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I think his magic might be real |
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I can't get to you from your garden gate |
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You know it's always locked by the magistrate |
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Now he don't care why you cry, he thinks it's just a lie |
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To get out, I don't doubt that you'd make a try |
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If the good times get you through |
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I know the dogs won't bother you |
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We'll be gone in moonshine time |
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I've got a place they'll never find |
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You know I do believe in your hexagram |
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But can you tell me how they all knew the plan? |
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Did you trip or slip on their gifts, you know we're just a con? |
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You knew it, why'd you do it, I've been hiding in the dark |
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Now I must be on my way |
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I guess you really have to stay |
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Inside the mission wall |
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Down in Modock, Arkansas |
