Lyrics Gram Parsons

Gram Parsons

Sin City

This old town's filled with sin

It'll swallow you in

If you got some money to burn.

Take it home right away

you've got three years to pay

but Satan is waiting his turn.

This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poorhouse,

It seems like this whole town's insane.

On the thirty first floor, a gold plated door

Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain.

The scientists say, it'll all wash away,

but we don't believe anymore.

'Cause we got our recruits,

and our green mohair suits,

so please show your I D at the door.

This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poorhouse

It seems like this whole town's insane.

On the thirty first floor, a gold plated door

Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain.

A friend came around,

Tried to clean up this town,

His ideas made some people mad.

But he trusted his crowd

So he spoke right out loud

And they lost the best friend they had.

This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poorhouse,

It seems like this whole town's insane.

On the thirty first floor, a gold plated door

Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain.

On the thirty first floor, a gold plated door

Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain.