Linden Arden Stole The Highlights
- Van Morrison
Linden Arden stole the highlights
--
With one hand tied behind
his back --
Loved the morning sun, and
whiskey
Ran like water in his veins
Loved to go to church on Sunday
Even though he was a drinking
man
When the boys came to San
Francisco
They were looking for his
life
But he found out where they
were drinking
Met them face to face outside
Cleaved their heads off with
a hatchet
Lord, he was a drinkin' man
And when someone tried to
get above him
He just took the law into
his own hands
Linden Arden stole the highlights
And they put his fingers through
the glass
He had heard all those stories
many, many times before
And he did not know nor care
to ask
And he loved the little children
like they were his very own
You say, "Someday it may get
lonely."
Now he's livin', livin' with
a gun