The Room At The Top Of The Stairs

In the room at the top of the stairs We grew up together on the wrong side of the river And her dream was to make it to here Well she won his attention and a place in his mansion In the room at the top of the stairs In that cold lonely mansion lies a lady hot with passion And a man to busy to care When he's off with his brokers she invites me over To the room at the top of the stairs Lord he'd never believe that these old worn out jeans Have been thrown across his best velvet chair Damned these old cowboy's blues for wanting to take roots In the room at the top of the stairs As I hide here and wait for him to drive out the gate Lord my heart is already up there And my hands won't stop shaking at the thought of her aching In the room at the top of the stairs Damned these old cowboy's blues for wanting to take roots In the room at the top of the stairs