Tom Russell Ash Wednesday
There once was a man who thought love was warm
Hey Stop me if you've heard this story before
He's got a purple heart who's keeping score
There's a lot of purple hearts in the purple heart
store
he was a commandant now he's a penitent
On Ash Wednesday
There once was a woman a pretty young thing
She sold her soul for a diamond ring
She heard about love in a magazine
Saw it every friday night on a movie screen
She was a debutante now she's a penitent
On Ash Wednesday
They were love sick love tied
They strayed a little close to the edge of the fire
And their hands got burned their eyebrows singed
They're walking down the street to self oblivion
They got holes in their pockets holes in their minds
They are holy people in an unholy time
Heading for the church at the end of the line
Ash Wednesday
See them hanging out in every lonely place
They'll tell you now love can't hurt them now
But they've got ashes on their face
See them hanging out in every lonely place
They'll tell you now love can't hurt them now
But they've got ashes on their face
We were love sick we were love tied
We strayed a little close to the edge of the fire
And our hands got burned and our eyebrows singed
We're walking down the street to self oblivion
We got holes in our pockets holes in our minds
We are holy people in an unholy time
Heading for the church at the end of the line
Ash Wednesday
Yeah Ash Wednesday
