Текст песни
Full moon risin' over Alcatraz
Hangin' there like a big topaz
Ruin this night of a thousand stars
With a backseat full of broken guitars
Raised in chains by Jehosaphat's daughter
Served twenty years for walkin' on the water
Just out fishin' for love in the rain
From an easy chair in the passing lane
If I had forgotten, I'd remember well
The fruit and the tree from which it fell
Many long years rollin' homeward bound
Hell for leather on this merry-go-round
Night of a thousand stars
The sound of sweet guitars
On this night, on this night
On this night, on this night
On this night, on this night
On this night of a thousand stars
Down in the laundry with my head in my hands
Doin' whatever the Lord commands
Poppin' the hood off a Ford V-8
Disguised with an out-of-state license plate
Payin' my taxes in whiskey and blood
Mixed in a barrel, floatin' on the flood
Doin' my penance for a life of crime
Singin' B-minor masses in double time
Tiger and lion hangin' on the wall
Between the head of a saint and a bocce ball
I've been rebuked and I've been scorned
But I can't ever say that I haven't been warned
Night of a thousand stars
The sound of sweet guitars
On this night, on this night
On this night, on this night
On this night, on this night
On this night of a thousand stars
I tried to serve you right
I tried to serve you well
Looked alright in the morning light
But in hindsight, who could tell?
If I could recapture one moment of truth
From a firm foundation of a misspent youth
I'd fall like rain on this thirsty earth
A testament of beauty and worth
But if it don't happen because it can't
I hope and pray this wish you'll grant
One man's heart to a fallen star
We'll always remember who we are