It's four in the mornin' 

Battered and numb 

A loaded room, an empty gun 

I whistle a tune, I heard years before 

The clock started tickin' 

Where did the time go 

I danced to the mornin' 

She called out my name 

The wind was a howlin' 

And down came the rain 

Her arms they caressed me 

Sweet was her brow 

She opened my eyes 

To banish the doubt 

Wash me down in all of your joy 

But don't drag me through this again



I've heard all your sad songs I can hear 

It's in with the whiskey and out with the gin 

I've heard all your sad songs I can hear 

It's another day older 

In These Exiled Years



The dew on the ground 

Blankets the face 

Cold was the night 

Gone her embrace 

For your land of the free 

Now prisons me 

To rot in this jail 

Of lost liberty



Wash me down in all of your joy 

But don't drag me through this again



I've heard all your sad songs I can hear 

It's in with the whiskey and out with the gin 

I've heard all your sad songs I can hear 

It's another day older 

In These Exiled Years



Walk away, watch me as I wave 

One foot here, but sure the other's in the grave 

Walk away, walk away



I've heard all your sad songs I can hear 

It's in with the whiskey and out with the gin 

I've heard all your sad songs I can hear 

It's another day older 

In These Exiled Years