The soldier asked my name and did I come here very often
Well I thought that he was asking me to dance
In my holy coat and hat and him in his red bonnet

We´d have made a lovely couple but we never had the chance

And now you say that you´ve got to go
Well if you must you must
I suppose that you need the sleep of the just

Well it was a powerful day and there were black crows in the road
And I kept my strong opinions to my chest
I suppose I should have told them that I was on fire for you
When the bus burst into flames outside some place "The Poet´s Rest"

And now you say that you´ve got to go

Well if you must you must
I suppose that you need the sleep of the just

A girl woke up in a naked light and said "Oh no not again"
He even looked like her brother in the army
But she never mentions him
He´ll be tucked up in his bed tonight with his dirty-pictures girl
Saying, "You´re some mother´s daughter you know or is it immaterial girl?"

Now she´s pinned up upon the barracks wall in her home town
All the soldiers taking turns with their attentions

And as they speculate what she´d look like beneath that thin nightgown
His family pride was rising up as he cast his eyes down

And now you say that you´ve got to go
Well if you must you must
I suppose that you need the sleep of the just