Irene pulled in at midnight
Lit on smoke and beer
Proudly crawled to the porch and called your favorite child is here
Ma asked where ya livin'
And are ya livin' right within?
She said with fire like a gospel choir [?] to sin
Old Irene
Like a raven bomb
She's cuttin' every rug and killin' every jug she comes up on
Old Irene
Never lackin' charm
Said I was feelin' good and in the neighborhood I mean no harm
Irene sat down for supper
Pourin' visine into her eyes
To see her tremblin' hand was to
Understand some things you can't disguise
Pa said not for nothin'
But you don't seem to be quite well
Irene read back with a smilin' crack how could you ever tell?
Old Irene
Like a raven bomb
She's cuttin' every rug and killin' every jug she comes up on
Old Irene
Don't believe in pain
She said to live this life you need a half a pint to keep you sane
Irene said but I ain't happy
Sometimes I wake up feelin' dead
And if the sun should shine I close
My blinds pretend there's rain instead
Took down all my mirrors
I gave away all my rope and guns
Drowned the darkest times with some [?]
Old Irene
Like a raven bomb
She's cuttin' every rug and killin' every jug that she comes up on
Old Irene
Said it's sad but true
In spite of all it brings it's the only thing that gets me through

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