Red Dress

The Bar has just called time and he's spent what was his last dime Ladies and gentleman please, Continue to mutter outside in the gutter Scarf and Hat , its time to leave, Walk through the streets , encounter the deadbeats To his place in this town that should have been knocked down Unlock's the door pulls back the bolt Nothing worth taking , so why so painstaking His pride has been battered and his memories shattered No charity taken , and be not mistaken We put him there , its our cross to bear Straightens her picture , then tells her hell miss her Lips smudged on the glass his tears soon will pass Puts on the kettle and begins to settle In for the night so turn off the light Good night god bless To dream the lady of the Red dress.