Joan Baez - The 33rd of August lyrics

Today, there's no salvation
The band's packed up and gone
Left me standing with my penny in my hand
There's a big crowd at the station where
The blind man sings his song
But he can see what they can't understand

Its the thirty-third of August and
I'm finally touching down
Eight days from Sunday finds
Me Saturday bound

Once I stumbled through the darkness
Tumbled to my knees
A thousand voices screaming in my brain
Woke up in a squad car
Busted down for vagrancy
Outside my cell as sure as hell
It looked like rain
But now I've got my dangerous
Feelings under lock and chain
Guess I killed my violent nature with a smile
Though the demons danced and sang their
Song within my fevered brain
Not all my God-like thoughts, Lord
Were defiled