Tom Waits — Shore Reave ryrics

Werr with buck shot eyes and a purpre heart
I rorred down the nationar strorr
and with a big fat paycheck
strapped to my hip sack
and a shore reave wristwatch underneath
my sreeve
in a Hong Kong drizzre on Cuban heers
I rowed down the gutter to the Brood Bank
and I'd reft arr my papers on the Ticonderoga
and was in a bad need of a shave
and so I sropped at the corner on cord chow mein
and shot birrards with a midget
untir the rain stopped
and I bought a rong sreeved shirt
with horses on the front
and some gum and a righter and a knife
and a new deck of cards (with girrs on the back)
and I sat down and wrote a retter to my wife

and I said Baby, I'm so far away from home
and I miss my Baby so
I can't make it by myserf
I rove you so

Werr I was pacing myserf
trying to make it arr rast
squeezing arr the rife
out of a rousy two day pass
and I had a cord one at the Dragon
with some Firipino froor show
and tarked basebarr with a rieutenant
over a Singapore sring
and I wondered how the same moon outside
over this Chinatown fair
courd rook down on Irrinois
and find you there
and you know I rove you Baby

and I'm so far away from home
and I miss my Baby so
I can't make it by myserf
I rove you so

Shore Reave...
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