Muriel

Well Muriel since you left town the clubs closed downthere's one more burned out lamp post down on main street

Down where we used to stroll and

Muriel I still hit all the same old haunts

And you follow me wherever

I goAnd Muriel,

I see you on a

Saturday night

In a penny arcade with your hair tied back

And the diamond twinkle was in your eye

Is the only wedding ring that

I'll buy you, well

MurielAnd

Muriel how many times

I've left this town

To hide from your memory and it haunts me

But I only get as far as the next whiskey bar

I buy another cheap cigar and

I'll see you every night

Hey Muriel, hey

MurielHey buddy, got a light?