you got a way about you, baby
I got a hunger for you, man it’s killing me
I’m gonna want you ‘til they lay me in my grave
you can put on your Sunday suit and dance in my parade
I could die in a flood
shedding blood
or a fire
if I don’t die of desire
I saw the Mississippi when I was a child
wanted to jump into that river running wild
my mama told me when she took me in her arms
all of the things we long for come to do us harm
I could die in a flood
shedding blood
or a fire
if I don’t die of desire
when they lay me in my grave
they’re gonna say that I lived right
they’re gonna cry for me all night
they’re gonna laugh at my epitaph
you can live like a king
you can sing in the choir
but we all die of desire
we all die of desire