Jockey Full Of Bourbon

Rain Dogs, 3 minutes

Jockey Full Of Bourbon
  • Jockey Full Of Bourbon

Lyrics

Tom Waits

Edna Million in a drop dead suit
Dutch Pink on a downtown train
Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot
I'm in the corner in the pouring rain
16 men on a dead man's chest
And I've been drinking from a broken cup
2 pair of pants and a mohair vest
I'm full of bourbon; I can't stand up

[Chorus]
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire; your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire; your children are alone

Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head
And I've been stepping on the Devil's tail
Across the stripes of a full moon's head
Through the bars of a Cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
A flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife
Come admire the view from up onto of the mast

[Chorus]

Yellow sheets in a Hong Kong bed
Stazybo horn and a Slingerland ride
To the carnival is what she said
A hundred dollars makes it dark inside

Edna Million in a drop dead suit
Dutch Pink on a downtown train
Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot
I'm in the corner in the pouring rain
16 men on a dead man's chest
And I've been drinking from a broken cup
2 pair of pants and a mohair vest
I'm full of bourbon; I can't stand up

[Chorus]

Written by TOM WAITS
Published by JALMA MUSIC

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