and your prayers like rhyme
and your voice like chimes
Who among them do you think
With your pockets well protected at last
And your streetcar visions
which you place on the grass
Oh, who among them do you
Sad -eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad -eyed prophet
Should I leave them by your gates?
Sad -eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheets like metal,
Missing the jack and the ace
And your basement clothes
Who among them do you think
And your matchbook songs,
Oh, -eyed lady of the low land
Where the sad -eyed prophet
Should I leave them by your gate?
Or sad -eyed lady, should I wait?
it would happen like this
really wants just to kiss you
With your childhood flames
Who among them do you think
Sad -eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad -eyed prophet
Should I leave them by your gift
Or sadly leave, should I wait
Now the farmers and the businessmen
They all did decide to show you
where the dead angels are
But why did they pick you
to sympathize with their side?
Oh, how could they ever mistake you
When they wished you'd accepted
But with the sea at your feet
and the foley false alarm
And with a child of a hoodlum
Oh, how could they ever persuade you?
Sad -eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad -eyed prophet
Should I leave them by your gates
And your magazine husband
who one day just had to go
which you just can't help but show
who among them do you think
you stand with your faith
with your fingertips in full
And you're saint -like face,
and you're ghost -like soul
Who among them do you think
Oh, sad -eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad -eyed prophets
Should I leave them by your gates?
Oh, sad -eyed lady, should I wait
Should I leave them by your gate
Sad -eyed lady, should I wait