Bastard Sons of Johnny Cash Follow

One man, born in sin.
One more time he's got t'take it on the chin
'Cause understandin' is a cryin' shame.
When you lie here beneath her like a prisoner of love,
You're takin' her to hell, or to the heavens high above,
Or just lost somewhere in between.
So let's draw down the curtain on another night, as I'm
Too tired to love you and too tired t'fight.
Your beauty has faded like the dreams I've sold,
I shoulda gave you diamonds, but all I gave you were
Tears of gold.

A woman comes, with her heart in her hand,
One more time she tries to please her lovin' man.
Dear god, he just don't understand.
You lie here beneath her like a prisoner of love,
Takin' her to hell, or to the heavens high above,
Just die a little more every time.

I gave you one sweet promise,
And that was to be your lovin' man.
But it slips right through my hands like tears of gold.

So let's draw down the curtain on another night, as I'm
Too tired to love you and too tired t'fight.
Your beauty has faded like the dreams I've sold,
I shoulda gave you diamonds, but all I gave you were
Tears of gold.
Tears of gold.
Tears of gold.
Tears of gold.