All the things she gave me
All the thingsall the things she gave me
All the thingsall the things she gave meI wrapped them upin a big brown box
Tied it with ribbondrove to the docks
Checked my timeby the old town clock
All the things...I saw the watchmanhe was blowing into
Cupped handsas he walked to the car
He said "Where do you thinkyou're drivin' to, Son?
All good folks are in bedand a day's work is done"I said "I'm just looking forsomeplace to burn
All the thingsall the things that she gave me...
All the things that she gave mewhere do I put them?
Where can I hide themwhere I won't have to see them?"It's dark as hell herethis city's grown cold
The devil's in dragplaying poker with souls
The lots are all emptythe last man is out
The moon's made of cheeseand God is a boy scoutWhen I go to sleepI'll be dreaming aboutAll the things...Then I'll dream about churcheswith great tall spires
Cathedrals and candleschimneys and choirs
I'll dream aboutTHAT place
Where I set fireall the things
All the things that she...