Caught in the Briars

Back alleys full of rain

And everything shining

As holy as she can be

The trick’s in the timing

Free as a morning bird,

Fragile as china,

She’s stuck in the weakest heart

Of South Carolina

Where all of the naked boys

Lay down beside her,

Sing her the saddest song

All caught in the briars

I never meant to fall

So hard in the doorway

And all the sinners here

Have crosses for Sunday

Kissed at the county fair,

Frisked in the city,

Which proves as an answered prayer

But ain’t it a pity

That all of the naked boys

That laid down beside her

Sing her the saddest song

All caught in the briars