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by Tom Waits


   I know it's not exactly right, but it's simple and 
   leaves room to work out how to sing the really deep
   notes in the song. 
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                             FALL OF TROY
                            (Waits/Brennan)
                       

                                            
  It's the same with men as with horses and dogs
                  
  Nothing wants to die
                                   
  Ethel and james they killed in a game
                    
  With guns too big for their hands
                             
  Just off Saint Charles, in no-man's land
                                           
  And you'll have to find your own way home, boys,
                                  
  You'll have to find your own way home

                                            
  The oldest was Troy, an eighteen year old boy
                            
  Shot dead in march, in a robbery
                                           
  His brothers started out, to hell and to ruin
                              
  Troy's killers were never, caught they say
                           
  Young Nick, he just went bad that day
                                         
  Now he'll have to find his own way home, boy's,
                                
  He'll have to find his own way home

                                                     
  Why cook dinner,  why make my bed,  why come home, at all
                              
  Out the door and through the woods,
                                 
  There's a world where nothing grows

                                            
  It's hard to say grace, and to sit in the place
                               
  Of someone missing at the table
                                               
  Mom's hair sprayed tight and her face in her hands
                    
  Watching T.V. for answers to me
                        
  After all she's only human 
                                           
  And she's trying to find her own way home, boy's
                                  
  She's trying to find her own way home

                                                  
  My legs ache, my heart is sore, the well is full of pennies