Leave Your Bags by the Door

Well I can see by your eyes that you come from far away
You've been traveling all night and you'd like a place to stay
Well that's alright, baby leave your bags by the door
That's alright, honey you can even ask for more

I won't ask you where you're from
Where you're going or why you've come
For a lot of answers to all the questions on my tongue
No that's alright, baby leave your bags by the door
That's alright, honey you can even ask for more

Well who are we two as we stand here tonight?
Are you a prince in paupe's rags come down from the heights
See the way your subjects live when you've turned your back
Taste the fruits of the common man and the purpose that you lack?

Or are you just a Tom wonderin' the night
Looking for a diamond mine and banking on it's might
Standing in the footprints of the wanders before you
Looking for fulfillment and hoping that there's more

Yes, my name is Jill Ryder and I'm a seamstress for the fleet
I stand five foot seven in my cold bare feet
And I've raised two daughters one from each of the loves of my life
I'm a widow two times, my girls are still alive

So why don't you come in out of the cold warm your feet by my fire
The cat's name is Lady , why don't you just sit down beside her
Listen to her purr, oh you know she's content
To left the world drift by and let those crooked lines stay bent

Don't be afraid to let it all hang out, 'cause I've seen it all before
And what harm could come from just a little bit more, just a little bit more?