Cry Awhile Songtext

Well, I had to go down to see a guy named Mr Goldsmith Nasty, dirty, double-crossing, back-stabbing phony I didn't want to have to deal with But I did it for you and all you gave me was a smile Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn to cry awhile I don't carry dead weight, I'm no flash in the pan All right, I'll set you straight, can't you see I'm a union man I'm letting the cat out of the cage, I'm keeping a low profile Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile Feel like a fighting rooster, feel better than I ever felt But the Pennsylvania Line in an awful mess and the Denver road's about to melt I went to a Church house, every day I go an extra mile Well, I cried for you, now your turn, you can cry awhile Last night, 'cross the alley, there was a pounding on the wall It must have been done by squatters making a 2 a.m. movie call To break a trusting heart like mine was just your style Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn to cry awhile I'm on the fringes of the night, fighting back tears that I can't control Some people they ain't human, they ain't got no heart or soul But I'm crying to the Lord, trying to be meek and mild Yes, I'm crying for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile Well the preacher's in the pulpit and the babies in their cribs I'm longing for that sweet fat that sticks to your ribs But I'm buying me a barrel of whisky, I'll die before I turn senile Yes, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile Well, you bet on the horses, and it ran the wrong way I always said you'd be sorry and today could be the day I might need a good lawyer, could be a funeral by trail Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile