Blanket Of Sorrow - Jason & The Scorchers

Well, I sang in your morning, I sang in your night

Dusty old travels and forty watt lights

But lovin' to you was like the sand in the river

You call me 'my darling' and I call you 'Indian giver'

With a blanket of sorrow I lie in my bed

Four walls are a prison when your heart’s in your head

Your soul is an icebox when you go where you’re led

With a blanket of sorrow I die in your bed

Well, now daylight is here, the morning is come

But a blanket of sorrow still covers the sun

Night isn’t over, it’s still dark outside

Black blanket death now is nowhere to hide

With a blanket of sorrow I lie in my bed

Four walls are a prison when your heart’s in your head

Your soul is an icebox when you go where you’re led

With a blanket of sorrow I die in your bed

With a blanket of sorrow I lay in your arms

But nothing will come of this pain

I’m sorry, they told me, it’s been felt before

And probably will be again

With a blanket of sorrow I lie in my bed

Four walls are a prison when your heart’s in your head

Your soul is an icebox when you go where you’re led

With a blanket of sorrow I die in your bed