Pretty Girls Make Graves (Troy Tate version) Full Lyrics
[00:03.64] Upon the sand, upon the bay
[00:07.91] There is a quick and easy way, you say
[00:11.25] Before you illustrate
[00:13.00] I'd rather state
[00:16.18] I'm not the man you think I am
[00:21.66] I'm not the man you think I am
[00:26.68] And Sorrow's native son
[00:30.84] He will not smile for anyone
[00:35.48] And pretty girls make graves
[00:40.42] End of the pier, end of the bay
[00:59.85] You tug my arm and say: "Give in to lust
[01:03.96] Give up to lust.
[01:06.71] Oh heaven knows we'll soon be dust."
[01:10.95] I'm not the man you think I am
[01:15.65] I'm not the man you think I am
[01:22.43] And Sorrow's native son
[01:26.38] He will not rise for anyone
[01:29.34] And pretty girls make graves
[01:34.29] I could have been wild and I could have been free
[01:53.42] But Nature played this trick on me
[01:57.74] She wants it now
[02:01.38] And she will not wait
[02:04.05] But she's too rough
[02:05.83] And I'm too delicate
[02:07.63] Then on the sand
[02:09.38] Another man, he takes her hand
[02:12.55] A smile lights up her stupid face
[02:16.45] (And well, it would.)
[02:17.57] I lost my faith in womanhood
[02:21.22] I lost my faith in womanhood
[02:22.21] I lost my faith...
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