Through the Garden Gates

Come on back, baby
Say it like I wish you will
Lift your feet
No matter how you may have lost the thrill

We can get high, we can get low
Through the garden gates or a foot of snow

Come on back, baby
Tell me that it's understood
There's poison at the root
Evil at the heart of the woods

We can get high, we can get low
Through the garden gates or a foot of snow
Sometimes love will pass you by
At the ripe old age of twenty-nine

'Cause it's all for you, my baby
Yes, it's all for you, my love
I have never once thought maybe
But the pressure mounts in June

Come on back, baby
And know now that I wish you well
Usher in the day
All this, just a story to tell

'Cause we can get high, we can get low
Walk certain streets in a panic slow
Nurse the truth out a millionth time
We're still fucked up, but we get by

'Cause it's all for you, my baby
Yes, it's all for you, my love
I have never once thought maybe
But the pressure mounts in June

And it's all for you, my baby
Yes, it's all for you, my love
I have never once thought maybe
But the pressure mounts in June