Would you love me   If I told you I was born upstream   If I told you I come from money   White money   Would you love me   Would you love me      Well, I was born down   By a bad little river in a poor town   Where an indian-giver put a board out   It said "Boarding House"   Call him Scarecrow   He kept whores around      And I'd go there   I'd wait my turn on the broke stairs   And get me the girl with the gold hair   Aw yeah, leave your clothes there   On the folding chair      In that cold room   Your breath would twist just like ghosts do   You said, "Call me Dorothy in red shoes"   And the bed moved   The bed moved   The bed moved      Tracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonight      Well, the man would come in   It's hard living right giving head when   The sad days of winter have set in   And the medicine for an addict is heroin      I'd find you there in the bath   We'd cook up your shit in a tin can   And you started calling me Tin Man   And we started making plans to begin again   Begin again      You saved a C note   Told me you felt like a seagull   Told me to meet at the depot   With the needle, then maybe we'd go   To Reno      Where you'd be my desert dove   And we'd find a way to make better love   Said, "Baby, that's how the West was won"   And the blood-red sun   Yeah, the blood-red sun   And the blood-red sun      Tracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonight      Well, the man cries,   "Who gives a damn when a tramp dies?"   But I loved you there in the lamp light   With your bare thighs   And the halo of your hair alive      And all my lifelong   I'll never shake off your siren song   And all of your talk about dying young   With an iron lung and that crazy way      You said, "Simon,   I think I might stay here with Scarecrow tonight   Simon, I think I'm gonna stay here with Scarecrow tonight."