Sorrow Lyrics

Your guitar's hanging on the wall
In a hole in Aberdeen
With the dancing shoes and the brakeman's blues
And the dirty magazines
I've heard that thing a thousand times
By the glow of kerosene
And I guess I heard you gave it up
For the sake of coming clean

Sorrow, ain't it sorrow
Ain't is something, ain't it slow
From the getting up that mighty high
To the winding up that low
Sorrow, ain't it sorrow,
Ain't it something ain't it slow
You leave a trail
Of harm and hail
Everywhere you go

The steel wires stretch across the place
And they cut it all apart
Where the worthless words of the wagging tongues
They cut you to the heart
I always knew the steel was cold
And I figured it was sharp
Now the steel strings keep me tethered to
The highway and the harp

they're going to put you in the paper
if you're too small for the screen
they'll ride you blue
and when they're through
gonna turn you into glue
anyway

If your I's are always troubled
And your T's are double-crossed
The buzzards bound
To claim he found
A man that wasn't lost
You'll find me here
This time, next year
If I'm anywhere at all
Down in the birl
The swine and pearls
The girls and alcohol