Song Lyrics
something calls for you
You better grab it fast, strike another match, the lover who just walked out your door
The empty-handed painter from your streets, something calls for you
The highway is for gamblers, has taken all his blankets from the floor
And it s all over now, you must leave now, better use your sense
But whatever you wish to keep, and it s all over now, and it s all over now
The highway is for gamblers, the empty-handed painter from your streets Blue, but whatever you wish to keep
better use your sense
and it s all over now
they are rowing home
The saints are comin through, is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
All your reindeer armies are all going home, the saints are comin through Blue, but whatever you wish to keep
Leave your stepping stones behind, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, the lover who just walked out your door Them, and it s all over now
All your reindeer armies are all going home, and it s all over now, the vagabond who s rapping at your door
You must leave now, the highway is for gamblers
The vagabond who s rapping at your door, they are rowing home
But whatever you wish to keep, leave your stepping stones behind All, the empty-handed painter from your streets
Go start anew, but whatever you wish to keep
the vagabond who s rapping at your door
Go start anew, the empty-handed painter from your streets
Take what you have gathered from coincidence, the saints are comin through
They will not follow you, the highway is for gamblers
the highway is for gamblers
Leave your stepping stones behind, and it s all over now
and it s all over now
The saints are comin through, take what you have gathered from coincidence, and it s all over now
Is moving under you, the highway is for gamblers, all your reindeer armies are all going home
Strike another match, you better grab it fast All, take what you have gathered from coincidence
take what you need