Not So Sweet Martha Lorraine

Intro verse She hides in the attic concealed on a shelf Behind volumes of literature based on herself And runs across the pages like some tiny elf Knowing that it's hard to find Stuff way back in her mind Winds up spending all of her time Trying to memorize every line Sweet Lorraine ah sweet Lorraine verse Sweet lady of death wants me to die So she can come sit by my bedside and sigh And wipe away the tears from all my friends eyes And then softly she will explain Just exactly who was to blame For causing me to go insane And finally blow out my brains Sweet Lorraine ah sweet Lorraine bridge Well you know that it's a shame and a pity You were raised up in the city And you never learned nothing 'bout country ways ah 'bout country ways verse The joy of life she dresses in black With celestial secrets engraved in her back And her face keeps flashing that she's got the knack But you know when you look into her eyes All she's learned she's had to memorize And the only way you'll ever get her high Is to let her do her thing and then watch you die Sweet Lorraine ah sweet Lorraine verse Now she's the one who gives us all those magical things And reads us stories out of the I Ching Then she passes out a whole new basket of rings That when you put on your hand Makes you one of the Angel Band And gives you the power to be a man But what it does for her you never quite understand Sweet Lorraine ah sweet Lorraine outro Well you know that it's a shame and a pity You were raised up in the city And you never learned nothing 'bout country ways Oh 'bout country ways oh 'bout country ways Yeah, about country ways oh country ways ...