the tattooed woman

 

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the tattooed woman

sleeps in my bed

the ink is dry

the dogs are fed

the moon is safe

her face is red

the tattooed woman

sleeps in my bed

her hair is black

her skin is white

she’s pulled the sheets around her tight

i wish i had the right

to comfort her as a husband might

rain is coming that’s how it feels

rain is coming that’s how it feels

now i lay me down to sleep

the lord out wandering with his sheep

oh so many souls to keep

now i lay me down to sleep

rain is coming that’s how it feels 

rain is coming that’s how it feels

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