Arms of a Thief - Iron & Wine

Mr. Henry and the muscle man

Gave her shoes on a night there was no room to stand

Like a letter in a stolen purse

She was bored of her weight, she was bored of her words

The daughter of a soldier told the fallen priest

It’s a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief

And reachin' out to touch the steering wheel

She said leave me alone, but just don’t leave me here, alright?

Alright, alright

Mr. Henry and another guy

Gave her gold on a night that it fell from the sky

And like a body when the buzzard came

She was bored of her look, she was bored of her name

The daughter of a lawyer told the fallen priest

It’s a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief

And dabbin' at the arrow in her heel

She said leave me alone, but just don’t leave me here, alright?

Alright, alright

Mr. Henry was a dyin' man

With advice in a tongue that she didn’t understand

Like the water when the sea got rough

She was bored of the breeze, she was bored of her luck

The winner and the loser told the fallen priest

It’s a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief

And holdin' everything he made her steal

She said leave me alone, but just don’t leave me here, alright?

Alright, alright