Poncho's Lament - Tom Waits

    Well the stairs sound so lonely without you
    And I ain't made my bed in a week
    Coffee stains on the paper I'm writing
    And I'm too choked up inside to speak

    And Yes, I know our differences pulled us apart
    Never spoke a word heart to heart
    And I'm glad that you're gone
    But I wish to the lord that you'd come home
    And I'm glad that you're gone
    Got the feeling so strong
    And I'm glad that you're gone
    But I wish to the lord that you'd come home

    Well my guitar still plays your favorite song
    though the strings have been outta tune for some time
    Every time I strum a cord, I pray out to the lord
    That you'll quit your honkey-tonkin' sing my song
    And I'm glad that you're gone
    Got the feeling so strong
    And I'm glad that you're gone
    But I wish to the lord that you'd come home

    So I'll throw another log onto the fire
    And I'll admit I'm a lousy liar
    As the coals die down and flicker
    I hear that guitar picker
    Play the song we used to sing so long ago
    I'm glad that you're gone
    Got the feeling so strong
    And I'm glad that you're gone
    But I wish to the lord that you'd come home
    And I'm glad, damn glad you're gone
    Got the feeling so strong
    And I'm glad that you're gone
    But I wish to the lord that you'd come home

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