Track byThe Band
She reads the leaves and she leads the life That she learned so well from the old wives It's so strange to arrange it, you know I wouldn't change it But hear me if you're near me, can I just rearrange it? The watchman covers me With his remedy I can't see and it's hard to feel I think his magic might be real I can't get to you from your garden gate You know it's always locked by the magistrate Now he don't care why you cry, he thinks it's just a lie To get out, I don't doubt that you'd make a try If the good times get you through I know the dogs won't bother you We'll be gone in moonshine time I've got a place they'll never find You know I do believe in your hexagram But can you tell me how they all knew the plan? Did you trip or slip on their gifts, you know we're just a con? You knew it, why'd you do it, I've been hiding in the dark Now I must be on my way I guess you really have to stay Inside the mission wall Down in Modock, Arkansas