"Christina" lyrics

Christina gave her love away
Like you might talk about the weather
From a house where people seldom people came by day
No one ever left together
Her spirit layin' worn and bare as the wood upon the backstair down the hall
From trading her soul for the silver and the gold
Of the takers one and all

Now Christina lies on a Navajo blanket
The turquois of lightning
We've been through a long black hell
The tears of a woman so strong
Of a lady too long alone
And just like the tears of a little girl
A little girl lost at the fair

From a room below the sweet blues took her home
Through those Memphis summer nights
Back to the arms of a blue-eyed handsome man
Who never learned to treat her right
Was she wrong to try and hang a weather vane upon that scarecrow from the street?
He left her trading her soul for the silver and the gold
Feeling cold and incomplete

Now the sunset fadin' into night
Brings her back to the time at hand
Back to the empty word and the whiskey kiss of another lonely man
Was she wrong to hope that this one just might be a little kinder than the rest?
With a little more to show for the silver and the gold
Than just the lining of his vest

Now Christina lies on a Navajo blanket
The turquois of lightning
We've been through a long black hell
The tears of a woman so strong
Of a lady too long alone
And just like the tears of a little girl
A little girl lost at the fair