I’ve been looking at
all the candidates’ wives
you’re the loveliest
object of worship
All the broken hours
I’m going to mend
all the broken hours
in my grip
And if it’s him you love
then I’m like him
I’ll do my level best
I’m bound to say
I’m bound to say
If I were you
I’d distrust their every motive
I’m floating the company
I got the money
up in the mountains
it seems so human to me
And if it’s him you love
then I’m like him
I’ll do my level best
I’m bound to say
I’m bound to say
Lust in a ditch anyway
I’ve been looking at
all the candidates’ wives
you’re the loveliest
of them all
All the broken hours
I’m going to mend
all the broken hours
I can recall
Leave with me