Tom: A

           A                                   F#m 
      She stepped down from her carriage at 10 Vermillon Street
            D                          E
      I took off my roustabout and slung it to her feet
           A                              F#m
      We went into her parlor and she cooled me with her fan
             D                               E             A
      But said I'll go no further with a fantasy makin' man


          F#                                B                   
      I said I'd walk on Ponchatrain for what you have today
            E                                               A  
      Just to drink from your deep well and I'll be on my way
              F#                                B
      She laughed and heaven filled the room said this I give to you
             E                                                A
      This body's wisdom is the flesh,but here's a thing or two

Chorus:
          D        E        D      A   
      Death and hell are never full
              D              E       A
      And neither are the eyes of men
          D       E        D            A    
      Cats can fly from nine stories high
                      E        D
      And pigs can see the wind


          A                            F#m
      She let me make my pallet in the moonlight on the floor
              D                        E
      Just outside of paradise but right in hell's back door
          A                              F#m                      
      The image of her nibbled at the eye of my soul
             D                            E               A
      My dreams were a hurricane and quite out of control


             F#                                 B
      Then her voice came through the storm it's more than flesh I deal
             E                                         A
      You will have to pay for any wisdom that you steal
            F#                          B            
      I awoke to tinted windows and lavender and red
              E                                          A
      The first station of the cross is just above my head
           F#                       B 
      I awoke to gargoyles and a hard bench for my bed
           E                                                A      
      Jesus Christ and Pontias Pilate were just above my head

**Chorus