Sun came up it was another day
and the sun went down you were blown away.
Why'd you let go of your guitar.
Why'd you ever let it go that far.
Drunken Angel.
Could've held on to that long smooth neck.
Let your hand remember every fret.
Fingers touching each shiny string
but you let go of everything.
Drunken Angel.
Drunken Angel.
You're on the other side.
Drunken Angel
You're on the other side.
Followers would cling to you.
Hang around just to meet you.
Some threw roses at your feet
and watch you pass out on the street.
Drunken Angel
Feed you and pay off all your debts.
Kiss your brow taste your sweat.
Write about your soul your guts.
Criticize you and wish you luck.
Drunken Angel.
Drunken Angel.
You're on the other side.
Drunken Angel.
You're on the other side.
Some kind of savior singing the blues.
A derelict in your duct tape shoes.
Your orphan clothes and your long dark hair.
Looking like you didn't care.
Druken Angel.
Blood spilled out from the hole in your heart
over the strings of your guitar.
The worn down places in the wood
that once made you feel so good.
Druken Angel
Drunken Angel
You're on the other side
Drunken Angel
You're on the other side
Sun came up it was another day
and the sun went down you were blown away.
Why'd you let go of your guitar.
Why'd you ever let it go that far.
Drunken Angel.