I Beg Your Pardon — Tom Waits

Im just a scarecrow

With out you

Baby please dont disappear

I beg your pardon dear

I gotta a bottle full of trumpet

A hatbox full of drum

I beg your pardon dear

I got upset

I lost my head

I didnt mean

The things I said

You are the landscape

Of my dreams

Darlin I beg your pardon

Id give your boardwalk

And park place

And all of my hotels

I beg your pardon dear

Please dont go back to st. louis

Cant you tell that Im sincere

I beg your pardon dear