Warren Zevon - Tule's Blues lyrics

Oh, Tule
It's on account of you that I've been weeping
Here behind my hand
And it's lonesome in my heart's land
As the sands of the desert

Oh, tell me
Why was it always you who threw the changes
You who always sang
And played while the green vespers rang
In the heart of the hillside?

It's a sad song and we always seem
To be singing it to each other
You and me, sweet and slightly out of key
Like the sound of a running down calliope

Oh, Tule, now wasn't I once I was
Your knight in golden armor
With the sun behind my hair
And my music filled the air
With cymbals and lightning?

Oh, truly, now can't you see I'm
Changing like the seasons?
My hair is growing dark
And there's no room left in the ark
For a lark with a broken wing

It's a sad song and we always seem
To be singing it to each other
You and me, sweet and slightly out of key
Like the sound of a running down calliope

Oh, Tule
It's on account of you that I'll be leaving
'Cross the deep salt sea
And whatever wild worlds I may see
Will be empty without you

It's a sad song and we always seem
To be singing it to each other
And a child's voice, tender and out of tune
Does he ask if I'll be coming home soon?
Does he ask if I'll be coming home soon?