Bells of St. Julian's (Criminal's Good-Night) Songtext

And three for the bells of st. Julian's church
That toll with the first light of dawn

I know that Barbara is angry
Cause she thinks she was slighted before
But it's just that I'd toast any girl in the tavern
And I thought she was worthy of more
She should know I was walking along on a tightrope
Over some cold jagged stones
Between my desire to be with her
And my desire to be left alone
Make it one for the ring that I bought her
Two for the chances long gone
And...

I fought Maurice Kelly, a butcher
One morning in the center of town
And it was a punch while his head was turned
That took him on down to the ground
I don't think the punches were fatal But I've never forgotten that day
Because I've always felt bad for the punch that I threw
When he was trying to just walk away
Make it one for the blows that he landed
Two for the blood that was drawn
And....

My father's been dead seven years now
My mother's alive, I believe
Can you please send a message to her in the town
And tell her what happened to me
I know that she's missed me to pieces
And my sister has told me to come
But sometimes there're trips that you simply can't make
When you're living your life on the run
Make it one for my brother in Boston
And two for my great Uncle John
And...

Please, don't look at me so sadly, Will
Now as you get up to leave
Surely you've guessed that a four card player
Always has one more card up his sleeve
One for my hero, Jack Sheppard
Two for the unflinching Tom
And three for the bells of St. Julian's church
That won't even notice I'm gone