A Good Man Is Hard To Find lyrics
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Artist: Tom Waits Album: Blood Money
Lyrics
I lit a wooden match; I let it all burn down I've broken every rule; I've wrecked it all down There are no words in the wind, the trees are all bare Life's mean as a needle; but why should I care? A good man is hard to find Only strangers sleep in my bed My favorite words are good-bye And my favorite color is red I always play russian roulette in my head It's seventeen black and twenty-nine red How far from the gutter; how far from the pew I'll always remember to forget about you A good man is hard to find Only strangers sleep in my bed My favorite words are good-bye And my favorite color is red A long dead soldier looks out from the frame No one remembers his war; no one remembers his name Go out to the meadow; scare off all the crows It does nothing but rain here, and nothing will grow A good man is hard to find Only strangers sleep in my bed My favorite words are good-bye And my favorite color is red
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