Dave Rawlings Machine

Ruby
Ruby, let down your golden hairWhen I'm standing at the bottom of your stairsRuby, I can see your TV onBut the people there, they flicker and they're goneSo let down your golden hair for me tonightLet down your golden hair for me to climbJust like an old-time telegraph manI came here with a simple job to do'Cause that news coming down the wireSays that your head's on fireAnd I'm trying to get a message through to youRuby, you ain't lonely yetWith your crystal and your Russian cigaretteRuby, haven't you heard before?Working is the finest tower when it hasn't got a doorSo let down your golden hair for me to climbLet down your golden hair for me tonightJust like an old-time telegraph manI came here with a simple job to do'Cause that news coming down the wireSays that your bed's on fireAnd I'm trying to get a message through to youRubySongtexteI'm that old-time telegraph manAnd I came here with a simple job to do'Cause that news coming down the wireSays that your world's on fireAnd I'm trying to get a message through to youI'm that old-time telegraph manAnd I came here with a simple job to do'Cause that news coming down the wireSays that your world's on fireAnd I'm trying to get a message through to you Aus Songtexte Mania