Letras:
Prine John Diamonds In The Rough

Billy, the bum lived by the thumb And sang of the hobo's delight He'd prove he could run Twice as fast as the sun By losing his shadow at night Now he

Station was empty Trains were all gone I reached in my pocket Waited for dawn The clock played drums And I hummed the sax And the wind whistled down

I come home from work this evening There was a note in the frying pan It said fix your own supper babe I run off with the fuller brush man And I miss

Oh I get drunk most every night Seems like all we do is fight The more I drink The less I feel blue Sometimes I feel like an awful fool Spendin' my life

While out sailing on the ocean, while out sailing on the sea Bumped into the Savior and He said pardon me I said "Jesus you look tired", He said "Jesus

be gathered So let us all press on When Jesus comes to claim us And says it is enough The diamonds will be shining No longer in the rough

While out sailing on the ocean While out sailing on the sea I bumped into the Savior And He said pardon me I said "Jesus you look tired" He said "Jesus

All share one western trait Sadness leaks through tear-stained cheeks From winos to dime-store Jews Probably don't know they give me These late John Garfield

Billy the bum lived by the thumb And sang of the hobo's delight He'd prove he could run Twice as fast as the sun By losing his shadow at night Now he