I'll
Be Gone - Kathleen Brennan, Tom Waits
Tonight I'll shave the mountain
I'll
cut the hearts from pharoahs
I pull
the road off of the rise
tear
the memories from my eyes
and
in the morning I'll be gone
I drink
1000 shipwrecks
tonight
I'll steal your paychecks
I paint
the sheets across my bed
the
birds will all fly from my head
and
in the morning I'll be gone
take
every dream that's breathing
find
every boot that's leaving
shoot
all the lights in the cafe
and
in the morning I'll be gone
I bet
1000 dollars
I have
a french companion
I tie
myself below the deck
I pull
the rope around my neck
and
in the morning I'll be gone
it takes
a life to win her
there
is a drum of bourbon
800
pounds of nitro
his
boots are thunder as he plays
theree
is a stone inside it
tonight
his bones will ride it
I'll
need a tent to hide it
and
in the morning I'll be gone
and
in the morning I'll be gone
and
in the morning I'll be gone