Lyric Western Ford Gateway

It s hard to feel what s in your head
Where the gas lamps grow
And the garbage blows
Around the paper stands

And a baby cried
And I saw a light
And I wondered where
And I wondered why
There d be a loss of life
Down here tonight

Down on Western Ford Gateway
That s a place where the dead say
That a man lives no more
That his fair share of days
Down on Western Ford Gateway

It flowed upon the cobbled floor
For the bottle s dead
And they re drunk again
By the tavern door