[Intro]
   


             
I can hear the

            
 soft breathin

            
g of the girl 

   
that I love,
             
As she lies he

            
re beside me a

  
sleep with the

 night,
             
And her hair, 

            
in a fine mist

            
 floats on my 

 
pillow,
             
Reflecting the

            
 glow of the w

         
inter moonligh

t.

   

             
She is soft, s

            
he is warm, bu

            
t my heart rem

       
ains heavy,
             
And I watch as

            
 her breasts g

       
ently rise, ge

ntly fall,
             
For I know wit

            
h the first li

            
ght of dawn I'

       
ll be leaving,
             
And tonight wi

            
ll be all I ha

            
ve left to rec

    
all.

   

             
Oh, what have 

          
I done, why ha

      
ve I done it,
             
I've committed

            
 a crime, I've

  
 broken the la

w,
             
For twenty-fiv

            
e dollars and 

        
pieces of silv

er,
             
I held up and 

          
robbed a hard 

        
liquor store.

   

             
My life seems 

          
unreal, my cri

        
me an illusion

,
             
A scene badly 

          
written in whi

ch I must play

,
             
Yet I know as 

            
I gaze at my y

           
oung love besi

      
de me,
             
The morning is

          
 just a few ho

    
urs away.


[Outro]