I went down an empty lane, searching for a song Came back an empty man My whiskers they hung long Lord, they hung long I guess I am your native son Despite my queer disguise But I keep all I can call my own In the bags beneath my eyes, underneath my eyes Oh, Miss Meri, don?t despair We got ways to numb your pain Same old story, blood sweat glory Just hope all your trials weren?t in vain To all my so-called countrymen Who bless this stolen ground Is Jesus gonna pick you up When your hunger weighs you down? When it weighs you down Mama, come and save me Nothing?s sacred anymore What good was living for? And I been wondering just who misplaced my soul There?s pockets in my holes And way out on the open plains, men pave beneath the sun The great suburban dawn, if you build it they will come Build it they will come, build it they will come Oh, Miss Meri, don?t despair We got ways to numb your pain Same old story, blood sweat glory I just hope all your trials weren?t in vain I went down an empty lane, searching for a song Came back an empty man My whiskers they hung long Lord, they hung long, Lord, they hung long