So I Wonder How She's Doing

I Hate It When The Rumors Fly

They Give Off Such A Strange Sense Of Mission

Wing Your Helplessness On High



But She Would Never Run From Strangers

She Sang Alone Like A Bell Will Toll

Way Above The Clang And The Clatter

Out Of Fear Of Her Demon Soul



Maybe None Of This Is My Business

And None Of What I Hear Is True

I Am Far From The Mint Condition

Circulation's Hard On You



Chorus:

Hold Tight, Hang Tough

Love's Not Enough

To Keep You Off That Stuff

To Save You...(2X)...to Save You Now



He Could Always Find The Holes In The Bottles

Even With A Blindfold On

Never Kept His Seat On The Wagon

Rolling Off Like A Rolling Stone



Blue Chalk Between His Fingers

Hustling A Poolroom Song

He Always Kept A Line For The Singer

Pointing His Cue Right From Wrong



Chorus



Repeat First Verse