Out on the quay
Trash for the day
I've got this feeling
I can't explain
Is it my future
Buried in my past?
All that I know is
It might just last
Black Joan
Black Joan
Black Joan
Black Joan
This begging life keeps
On dragging me down
I'm sick of small change
I'm sick of this town
Gotta find a new way
To make things right
Gotta write my own story
It begin's tonight
Black Joan
Black Joan
Black Joan
Black Joan
Black Joan
I hear my train a-coming
Black Joan
Black wheels like thunder rolling
Black Joan
Won't you help me pack my bags?
I'm leaving and I'm not coming back.
Black Joan
I hear my train a-coming
Black Joan
Black wheels like thunder rolling
Black Joan
Won't you help me pack my bags?
I'm leaving and I'm not coming back.
Dissatisfaction
Plagued me all along
But I never felt my lack
Till I heard your song
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