Queen Of The Barleyfool Lyrics

I know you're drinking down at the Barley FoolOh, the
wind blew in through my window and spoke of you
It spoke of heartache, whiskey and grenadine
I drink the Great Lakes dry man, but I can't keep up with
the Queen
Queen of the Barley Fool
I hear the jukebox playing your Smithsonian Folkways
tunes
And all the drunks are singing and they think they're in
love with you
And they wonder why you're wasting you're time with me
And they wonder why I'm wasting my time with the Queen Queen of the Barley Fool
Oh, my sweet angel in the graveyard
I know you're picking out a stone for me
Keep it clean and sheltered from the moon
Write, 'Loved and lost at sea'
I know the grass grows greener on the side of the sober
man
Oh, his nights are clearer and he shaves with a steady
hand
But he'll never know the kiss of the guillotine
Or get to last call shaking and surrender his heart to a
Queen
Queen of the Barley Fool

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