Halo Of Gold

Have you got a fine place to slip to when you're feeling down?

Have you had a week or two just to get your troubles down?

Found a lot of life and laughter with a grandfather in the bowery

She had a body of sixteen or seventeen

She had a mind of forty



I met her on a cold day

In a city far away



With the worlds about zero

And I saw at once into her soul

She's gonna call me her hero



Never like a walk in the rain or the lane

I found a lot of death that day

With the grandfather in the bowery

'Cause I like her like the world



She had a halo of gold

Told me stories of her life and the courage was sublime

Pantomime

I walk the line

'Cause you're blind

I walk the line