Bruce Springsteen - Mary Queen Of Arkansas

Mary queen of Arkansas, it's not too early for dreamin' 
 The sky is grown with cloud seed sown and a bastard's love can be redeeming 
 Mary, my queen, your soft hulk is reviving 
 No, you're not too late to desecrate, the servants are just rising 

 Well, I'm just a lonely acrobat, the live wire is my trade 
 I've been a shine boy for your acid brat and a wharf rat of your state 
 Mary, my queen, your blows for freedom are missing 
 You're not man enough for me to hate or woman enough for kissing 

 The big top is for dreamers, we can take the circus all the way to the border 
 And the gallows wait for martyrs whose papers are in order 
 But I was not born to live to die, and you were not born for queenin' 
 It's not to late to infiltrate, the servants are just leavin' 

 Mary queen of Arkansas, your white skin is deceivin' 
 You wake and wait to lie in bait and you almost got me believin' 
 But on your bed, Mary, I can see the shadow of a noose 
 I don't understand how you can hold me so tight and love me so damn loose 

 But I know a place where we can go, Mary 
 Where I can get a good job and start out all over again clean 
 I got contacts deep in Mexico where the servants have been seen