Well who will greet you when you're at the bitter end There's no doubt in my mind when it's over What is done will be You will find when life gets colder there's no sympathy There's no point trying you can't escape the bitter end All your choices chosen

And it makes me so angry I can feel your body When I'm lying in bed There's too much confusion Going around through my head To know that the flame still burns Why can't I get over? When will I ever learn?

You thought it was over but it's just like before Will there never be an end to the Indian wars? Out in the desert where the wind never stops A few simple people try to grow a few crops Trying to maintain a life and a home On land that was theirs before

And it's all over now, baby blue You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast Yonder stands your orphan with his gun Crying like a fire in the sun Look out the saints are comin'

Over the edge I want to believe To the need what you say and the art you create You're digging your grave, my helpless enemy I want to preserve this legacy Again we'll wash away the blood And all the years will start to rust Crashing waves to the fire of

I can't find the words to say They're overdue When these pillars get pulled down It will be you who wears the crown And I'll owe everything to you How much pain has quaked your soul? How much love would make you whole? You're my guiding lightning strike

All my life I've been waiting for moments to come When I catch fire and watch over you like the sun I will fight to fix up and get things right I can't change the world but maybe I'll change your mind Oh say, can you see? This is not who I'm supposed to

Sober, sober Will I want you when I'm sober? Will I want you when it's over? Will you want me when you're sober? Will you want me when it's over? Don't know if it's the Hennessy That's got you in your honesty Oh, I just hope you still mean what you say

I see the glory in your eyes In your eyes And winter comes and then it snows Could you come over? I'm feeling lost I see the rose I'm feeling blue What will you do? If you could come over

Now, she is a little queen of spades, and the men will not let her be Mmm, she is the little queen of spades, and the men will not let her be Everytime she makes a spread, hoo, fair brown, cold chill just runs all over me I'm gon' get me a gamblin'