A Good Man Is Hard To Find Songtext - Tom Waits

A Good Man Is Hard To Find - Tom Waits

A good man is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red

I always play Russian Roulette in my head
It's seventeen black and twenty-nine red
How far from the gutter; how far from the pew
I'll always remember to forget about you

A good man is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red

A long dead soldier looks out from the frame
No one remembers his war; no one
Remembers his name
Go out to the meadow; scare off all the crows
It does nothing but rain here, and nothing
Will grow

A good man is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red


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