Harlan

Dreams out in the wilderness Where the mountains are tall Selling atole out a shopping cart On Columbus Boulevard I don't want to see you In a way you don't want to be seen Because I know it's hard enough just to be Christmas Philadelphia That's alright Take your boots off, baby Let 'em dry Cozy in the morning You've got death in your tattoos But I see them in the way that you do You've got cherubs You've got Satan And a Harlan cat saloon And all those things to lose Christmas Philadelphia That's alright Take your boots off, baby Let em dry Hold my heart Because the morning is dark as the night Hold my heart Because the morning is dark as the night