The Courtesy Of Kings - John Mellencamp

I knew this colorful woman once

She drank and had a roving eye

In the morning she was always mournful

She’d cry and apologize

But she’d always repeat herself

Find comfort with a stranger and sing

She never took much notice

In the courtesy of kings

She had pictures of Cuban artists

And paintings from Rotterdam

Promises that she made

She never could stay true to them

She said she loved me so deeply

Then she’d spit in my face and scream

And she never took much notice

In the courtesy of kings

She had the face of an angel

And a smile no one could deny

But the heart of a devil

Beat deep down in her inside

She spoke of judgment and forgiveness

Her other lovers didn’t mean a thing

She never took much notice

In the courtesy of kings

We parted in the middle of nowhere

I haven’t seen her since then

She always kept my mind busy

She made her lies seem like a hymn

Sometimes I wonder if I’d see her

If I would still recognize

Or just remember her as a dream

And respect her for the love she used to bring

If I could show her

The courtesy of kings