Late John Garfield Blues

Black faces pressed against the glass

Where the wind leaned its weight

Wind blows scars and top down cars

All share one western trait

Sadness leaks through tear stained cheeks

From winos to dime store Jews

Probably don't know they gave me

These late John Garfield blues

Midnight fell on Franklin street

The lamp bulbs's always broke

For the life of me i could not see

But i heard a brand new joke

Two man were standing on a bridge

One jumped and screamed you lose

Just left the odd man holding

These late John Garfield blues

I'm going away to the last resort

In a week or two real soon

Where the fish don't bite but once a night

In the dark light of the moon

Horses scream their nightmare dreams

And the dead men all wear shoes

'Cause everybody's dancing

These late John Garfield blues