They got married early, never had no money
Then when he got laid off they really hit the skids
He started up his drinking, then they started fighting
He took it pretty badly, she took both the kids
She said: "I'm not standing by, to watch you slowly die
So watch me walking, out the door"
She said, "Shove it, Jack, I'm walking out your fucking door"
She went to her brother's, got a little bar work
He went to the Buttery, stayed about a year
Then he wrote a letter, said I want to see you
She thought he sounded better, so she sent him the money for the fare
He was riding through the cane in the pouring rain
On McCafferty's to her door
He came in on a Sunday, every muscle aching
At the bus station, walking in slow motion
Walking up the stair case, add a little headache
Like he'd just been hit
Did they have a future? Would he know his children?
Could he make a picture and get them all to fit?
He was shaking in his seat riding through the streets
In a silvertop to her
Shaking in his seat
Riding through the streets
In a silvertop taxi cab to her door