Dead End Angel - The Jayhawks

Go to sleep, my dead end angel

Say goodnight to your precious one

For I know you’re empty-handed

And all the police carry guns

Whisper to me in the morning

And I’ll kiss your blues away

For I know your body’s aching

And the lynch mob’s on the way

Just to hear your footsteps

Climbing up the stairs

Just to live one single day

Without a single care

Go to sleep, my dead end angel

Say goodnight to your precious one

For I know you’re empty-handed

And all the police carry guns

Just to hear your footsteps

Climbing up the stairs

Just to live one single day

Without a single care

Go to sleep, my dead end angel

Say goodnight to your precious one

For I know you’re empty-handed

And all the police carry guns

And all the police carry guns