[00:17.13]With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
[00:25.64]And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
[00:34.36]And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
[00:41.89]Oh, who among them do they think could bury you?
[00:51.05]With your pockets well protected at last,
[00:59.42]And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,
[01:07.62]And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
[01:16.37]Who among them do they think could carry you?
[01:25.31]Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
[01:34.11]Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
[01:43.47]My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
[01:54.72]Should I leave them by your gate,
[02:02.26]Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
[02:09.58]
[02:10.65]With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace,
[02:19.15]And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace,
[02:27.25]And your basement clothes and your hollow face,
[02:35.85]Who among them can think he could outguess you?
[02:44.33]With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
[02:54.09]Into your eyes where the moonlight swims,
[03:01.95]And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,
[03:09.54]Who among them would try to impress you?
[03:18.99]Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
[03:25.71]Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
[03:36.49]My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
[03:46.00]Should I leave them by your gate,
[03:55.50]Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
[04:02.04]
[04:03.91]The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
[04:13.00]Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss,
[04:20.70]And you wouldn't know it would happen like this,
[04:29.49]But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
[04:37.82]With your childhood flames on your midnight rug,
[04:47.25]And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs,
[04:55.53]And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs,
[05:03.06]Who among them do you think could resist you?
[05:12.83]Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
[05:21.42]Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
[05:29.29]My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
[05:39.65]Should I leave them by your gate,
[05:47.16]Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
[05:56.05]
[05:57.94]Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
[06:05.93]To show you the dead angels that they used to hide.
[06:14.91]But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
[06:22.90]Oh, how could they ever mistake you?
[06:31.86]They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm,
[06:40.24]But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm,
[06:48.25]And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms,
[06:57.07]How could they ever, ever persuade you?
[07:04.49]Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
[07:13.99]Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
[07:23.12]My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
[07:32.53]Should I leave them by your gate,
[07:42.03]Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
[07:49.45]
[07:50.78]With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row,
[08:00.51]And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go,
[08:07.66]And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show,
[08:16.14]Who among them do you think would employ you?
[08:23.98]Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
[08:33.19]With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold,
[08:41.25]And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul,
[08:48.74]Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you
[08:58.54]Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
[09:06.34]Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
[09:16.16]My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
[09:27.05]Should I leave them by your gate,
[09:34.30]Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?