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Trombones wailing, trumpets moaning
You left me out, you left me clawing
Like a wolf out on the edge, of town
Youâre like a hummingbird, youâre always stealing
And turn your back end, disappearing
In the fields on the edge, of town.
A heart of gold songs, you have played
On that broken string, piano
Still float around, in the sky out on
The edge of town
In that bible, a fang heâs hiding
It can puncture the skin ,and leave you crippled and blind out on
The edge of town
All the relays, and all the wires
The phone lines, with all the towers
Making static out on the edge, of town
Dusty black roads, you stole down
Well I wonât, come around
And where the beggars and the saints, they never sleep
They wait out on the edge of town