I've been living on the wrong side
of the law
for so long
I don't know which side I am on
And every hand I shake
is shaking me down
for a hard-luck song
Is there no one I can ride beside?
You just came to mind
You can be my trigger
I can be your hanger-on
I've been digging at a ditch my dear
But I hit concrete
late last year
This spade and the shovel
and all kinds of trouble
came and stripped me of my natural cheer
This could be a gravesite
or we could make a garden here
You could plant gardenias
I could be released from fear
Don't the night grow cold
Sleeping in a garden
Don't the birds move slow
their wings get frozen here
Lying on the wrong side of the bed
Since you've gone
I don't know which side I am on
And every stitch on the bedspread
is doing my head in
All night long
Lord
Let this be the last time
I should have to suffer so
Hurry down the morning
and I will be prepared to go
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I've been living on the wrong side
of the law
for so long
I don't know which side I am on
And every hand I shake
is shaking me down
for a hard-luck song
Is there no one I can ride beside?
You just came to mind
You can be my trigger
I can be your hanger-on
I've been digging at a ditch my dear
But I hit concrete
late last year
This spade and the shovel
and all kinds of trouble
came and stripped me of my natural cheer
This could be a gravesite
or we could make a garden here
You could plant gardenias
I could be released from fear
Don't the night grow cold
Sleeping in a garden
Don't the birds move slow
their wings get frozen here
Lying on the wrong side of the bed
Since you've gone
I don't know which side I am on
And every stitch on the bedspread
is doing my head in
All night long
Lord
Let this be the last time
I should have to suffer so
Hurry down the morning
and I will be prepared to go
of the law
for so long
I don't know which side I am on
And every hand I shake
is shaking me down
for a hard-luck song
Is there no one I can ride beside?
You just came to mind
You can be my trigger
I can be your hanger-on
I've been digging at a ditch my dear
But I hit concrete
late last year
This spade and the shovel
and all kinds of trouble
came and stripped me of my natural cheer
This could be a gravesite
or we could make a garden here
You could plant gardenias
I could be released from fear
Don't the night grow cold
Sleeping in a garden
Don't the birds move slow
their wings get frozen here
Lying on the wrong side of the bed
Since you've gone
I don't know which side I am on
And every stitch on the bedspread
is doing my head in
All night long
Lord
Let this be the last time
I should have to suffer so
Hurry down the morning
and I will be prepared to go