It's four in the mornin' 
Battered and numb 
A loaded room, an empty gun 
I whistle a tune, I heard years before 
The clock started tickin' 
Where did the time go 
I danced to the mornin' 
She called out my name 
The wind was a howlin' 
And down came the rain 
Her arms they caressed me 
Sweet was her brow 
She opened my eyes 
To banish the doubt 
Wash me down in all of your joy 
But don't drag me through this again

I've heard all your sad songs I can hear 
It's in with the whiskey and out with the gin 
I've heard all your sad songs I can hear 
It's another day older 
In These Exiled Years

The dew on the ground 
Blankets the face 
Cold was the night 
Gone her embrace 
For your land of the free 
Now prisons me 
To rot in this jail 
Of lost liberty

Wash me down in all of your joy 
But don't drag me through this again

I've heard all your sad songs I can hear 
It's in with the whiskey and out with the gin 
I've heard all your sad songs I can hear 
It's another day older 
In These Exiled Years

Walk away, watch me as I wave 
One foot here, but sure the other's in the grave 
Walk away, walk away

I've heard all your sad songs I can hear 
It's in with the whiskey and out with the gin 
I've heard all your sad songs I can hear 
It's another day older 
In These Exiled Years