Lyrics: Worried Mind

I woke up this morning

With a worried mind

My eyes were jerkin’ round

in my head

The sky was bleeding

The sun was black

The lilies of the valley were obscene

Twelve screaming birds

From a foreign land

Have come to memorize me

My head cracked

The birds flew in

My sins have come home to roost

Jumbalaya, crawfish pie, filet gumbo

Jody ran off with Yvonne, my ma cher aimee-oh

Take a tall drink from a jar, act so gay-o

The war is over

Johnny’s Back

Back on the bayou

I fell from my bed

Put on my jungle boots

To the lunatic mirror I did crawl

A pale-eyed stranger

Was staring at me

I could almost recognize him

Won’t you please forgive me

All the harm I’ve done

I was bent on violence when I was young

Beauty comes from violence

Beauty’s all I crave

But you can’t get a robin from an eagle’s egg

Jumbalaya, crawfish pie, filet gumbo

Jody ran off with Yvonne, my ma cher aimee-oh

I take a tall drink from a jar, act so gay-o

The war is over

Johnny’s Back

Back on the bayou

 

© Johnny Dowd

from Ratten Spiegel

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