I’m a back street beau to the edge of town
With my head on fire and I’m almost down
Buckskin borderline way down south.
Where the dark eyes grown and the sea breeze blowin’
Those ill judged words broke us up somehow
And I’m out of sight to the here and now

There were some nights
Thoughtless words were thrown
When I turned away
You turned me to stone

All the words I spoke I must have been rough
Must have been hard, lord, must have been tough
Come back safe in God’s good name
In a perfect world I don’t fall apart
With an angel looking over every heart
Four leaf-clover, it’s the bottom line

And through it all
Watching what’s in dream
I catch that moon
Covers every scene

Keeping love alive in this old town
Without the hurt it’s love’s old crime.
Talk through the motions of a perfect life

There were some nights
Thoughtless words were thrown
But when night turned away
You turned me to stone