Come Back to Us Barbara Lewis Hare Krishna Beauregard

The last time that I saw her She was standing in the rain With her overcoat under her arm Leaning on a horsehead cane She said "Carl, take all the money" She called everybody Carl "My spirit's broke" "My mind's a joke," "And getting up's real hard" Don't you know her When you see her? She grew up In your back yard Come back to us Barbara Lewis Hare Krishna Beauregard Selling bibles at the airports Buying Quaaludes on the phone Hey, you talk about A paper route She's a shut in without a home God save her, please She's nailed her knees To some drugstore parking lot Hey, Mr. Brown Turn the volume down I believe this evening's shot Don't you know her When you see her? She grew up In your back yard Come back to us Barbara Lewis Hare Krishna Beauregard Can't you picture her next Thursday? Can you picture her at all? In the Hotel Boulderado At the dark end of the hall I gotta shake myself and wonder Why she even bothers me For if heartaches were commercials We'd all be on T.V