Birdcages
and Bad Rivers
Mystic
Cowboys
Knock
on the back door in the morning
Any
time after 7:00
Cause
if you’re feeling like hell
He’ll
sell you a shot of heaven
Listen
for his shaking hand
As
he unlocks the door
He’ll
tell you strange secrets
As
he runs a mop across the floor
Back
door man feeds a stray dog
Last night's steak bones
And
he’ll serve you a cold one
For
that thirst that don’t leave you alone
Knock
on the back door
Harrold
are you in there
He’ll
tell you of ladies lost
And
the memories they carry
But
the only one that interests you
Is
that one called Bloody Mary
Back
door man feeds a stray dog
Last night's steak bones
He’ll
serve you a cold one
For
that thirst that don’t leave you alone
Knock
on the back door
Knock
on the back door
He
ain’t pretty in the morning light
His
face is cracked like worn leather
He’ll
let you sleep in the corner booth
If
you’ve been fightin’ off the weather
Back
door man feeds a stray dog
Last night's steak bones
He’ll
serve you a cold one
For
that thirst that don’t leave you alone
Knock
on the back door