Beer on the Bedstand

There's a Mexican beer on the bedstand
He drinks slowly in the dark
There's a girl coming down from the Southside
He's going to meet her up in Painter's Park

Hallelujah keeps her distance
He's too rough when he's all the way up
But no one's holding anything and she saw him on the bus

He brought back all the jewelry but he's still not with the girl
She panhandles up on Hennepin Ave
Outside of the Suburban World

St. Theresa, reveal yourself
I know that you'rе listening in
You told me what to do beforе and I need your help again

He's flipping cards in a basement bar
He's got something sweet in his socks
The law's long arm don't reach down here and they've covered up the clocks

Mother Mary, please have mercy
I'm trying to figure something out
'Cause I'm strung out in Minneapolis and they're expecting me down South

Mother Mary, please forgive me
I wish with all my heart that Memphis and Minneapolis weren't so far apart

I wish Memphis and Minneapolis weren't so damn far apart