Lindsey Woolsey

Nothing but tar and turpentine Vanishing the grandeur of the wilderness Thitherward in the black mud and yellow dust Twilighted with tallow candles and pigs of lead My Lindsey Woolsey shirt is drenched in sweat Breaking upon a wheel Steeped in the marrow, a foretaste of heaven Brought to bare this petrified heart That's like throwing stones to the bottom Tramps and blatherskites lay down their drunken heads My Lindsey Woolsey shirt is drenched in sweat Oh, I belong to this world. I long for the day and the night But it won't be long until I leave it... Only the Lord can know the answer How can I turn cold yet burn with fever No providence to fall upon And no woman to call my name Just twilighted tallow candles and pigs of lead My Lindsey Woolsey shirt is drenched in sweat Oh, I belong to this world. I long for the day and the night But it won't be long until I leave it...