Gillian Welch That's The Way The Whole Thing Ends
Say you wanna see my garden
And you wanna make it shine
Say you wanna see my blue jeans
Hanging on your old clothes line
Standing in the back door crying
Now you wanna be my friend
That’s the way the cornbread crumbles
That’s the way the whole thing ends
Now what’s the little baby doing
Dressing up in beggars clothes
And what’s a little sweet heart like you
Doing w a bloody nose
Standing in the back door crying
Now you’re gonna need a friend
That’s the way the cornbread crumbles
That’s the way the whole thing ends
Now once you had a hood and ladder
Up into the headless night
Now once you had a motor-cycle
But you couldn’t ride it right
Standing in the doorway crying
Now you’re gonna need a friend
That’s the way the cornbread crumbles
That s the way the whole thing ends
Now someone said something one time
But daddy didn’t talk too loud
People ought to stick together
That’s the way to make a crowd
But here you come alone and crying
Now you wanna be my friend
That’s the way the cornbread crumbles
That’s the way the whole thing ends
Mama’s in the beauty parlor
Daddy’s in the baseball pool
Sister’s in the drive-in movie
Brother’s in the old high school
I hear you come alone and crying
Once you know you were my friend
That’s the way the cornbread crumbles
That’s the way the whole thing ends
Standing in the back door crying
Now you wanna be my friend
That’s the way the cornbread crumbles
That’s the way the whole thing ends
