Why Don't I Take It Awhile

What do you say to the orphan boy
Sneaking around your back door?
Glowing through his rags with a futureless joy
He ain't coming home for dinner
What do you say to the widow old
Blanketed in her mourning
She can't get warm, she can't get cold
Death pale cheeks adorning

What's that on your back?
It looks heavy and you look tired
Why don't I take that awhile?
Awhile

My old friend, you gave 'em hell
You took it around the corner
Oh, the stories you won't tell
You keep them in your pocket
It's been too long since we sat down
And mashed it all together
And heard the desperate, funny sound
Blowing out the socket

What's that on your back?
It looks heavy and you look tired
Why don't I take that awhile?
Awhile

I can help a little bit
Down the road a little bit
Why don't I take it awhile?

You look like you could use a hand
With your little mystery
I heard about the foreign sand
Hidden in your history
The paper's scorched, the words were lost
Oh, the heat was blistering
With all that time to count the cost
Hanging around on fifth street

What's that on your back?
It looks heavy and you look tired
Why don't I take that awhile?
What's that on your back?
It looks heavy and you look tired
Why don't I take that awhile?
Awhile