Leave the Garden Gate Open
I am a self-described time waster
With nothin' on my mind but livin' in this big old world
Of paint and powder, lucky golden rings
Black pearls and hula girls is always someone's thing
I hold it close to be a rambler
I hold it close to be nobody's own
So I say to you all here in this old town
I'll see you when the next big thing comes around
Can I just get a little bit more, just get a little bit more
'Til the hard times come a-knockin' at my door?
Leave the garden gate open, old pal of mine
Leave the garden gate open, old pal of mine
The times are movin', the times gettin' dark
I haven't heard a wink or nod from 'round these parts
I haven't seen the gallery of light
Since I took down your photo from the mantel of my mind
You could be close to heaven on this earth
I wouldn't settle for less than what you're worth
A gamble when you say "yes," and one when you don't
I keep on shakin' my head, old pal
Can I just get a little bit more, just get a little bit more
'Til the hard times come a-knockin' at my door?
Leave the garden gate open, old pal of mine
Leave the garden gate open, old pal of mine
Can I just get a little bit more, just get a little bit more
'Til the hard times come a-knockin' at my door?
Leave the garden gate open, old pal of mine
Leave the garden gate open, old pal of mine
Can I just get a little bit more, honey
Just one more time?
Autor(es): Jason Romero, Pharis Romero
