Out On Gin - MY BABY

Bless you girl for the way you sin\nUp and down and out on gin\nYou lost your way but you found my door\nNow your lying here on my hard wood floor\nBless you\nBless you\nYou love the gutter for the tales it owns\nEvery time you lose your daddy’s home\nIn a city-shack where the stories roam\nDance and sing or you turn to stone\nSing and dance or you turn to stone\nSing and dance or you turn to stone\nSing and dance or you turn to stone\nI find you there all eyes and smiles\nTired and worn after miles and miles\nThe streets are black and I track you down\nTo take you home to your daddy’s town\nBless you\nBless you\nSing and dance or you turn to stone\nSing and dance or you turn to stone\nSing and dance or you turn to stone\nSing and dance or you turn to stone\nBless you girl for the way you sin\nUp and down and out on gin\nYou lost your way and you found my door\nnow you drowning in my hard wood floor\nBless you\nBless you\nSing and dance or you turn to stone\nBless you girl for the way you sin\nUp and down and out on gin\nYou lost your way but you found my door\nNow you drowning me on my hard wood floor