Wilco - The Unwelcome Guest Lyrics
To The Rich Man's Bright LodgesI Ride In This WindOn My Good Horse, I Call YouMy Shiny Black BessTo The Playhouse Of FortuneTo Take The Bright SilverAnd Gold You Have TakenFrom Somebody ElseAnd As We Go RidingIn The Damp Foggy MidnightYou Snort, My Good PonyAnd You Give Me Your BestFor You Know And I KnowGood Horse 'mongst The Rich OnesHow Oftimes We Go ThereAn Unwelcome GuestI Never Took FoodFrom The Widows And OrphansAnd Never A Hardworking Man I OppressedSo Take Your Pace EasyFor Home Soon Like LightningWe Soon Will Be RidingMy Shiny Black BessNo Fat Rich Man's PonyCan Ever Overtake YouAnd There's Not A RiderFrom The East To The WestCould Hold You A LightIn This Dark Mist And MidnightWhen The Potbellied ThievesChase The Unwelcome GuestI Don't Know, Good HorseAs We Trot In This Dark HereThat Robbing The RichIs For Worse Or For BestThey Take It By StealingAnd Lying And GamblingAnd I Take It My WayMy Shiny Black BessI Treat Horses GoodAnd I'm Friendly To StrangersI Ride And Your RunningMakes My Guns Talk The BestAnd The Rangers And DeputiesAre Hired By The Rich ManTo Catch Me And Hang MeMy Shining Black BessYes, They'll Catch Me Napping One DayAnd They'll Kill MeAnd Then I'll Be GoneBut That Won't Be My EndFor My Guns And My SaddleWill Always Be FilledBy Unwelcome TravelersAnd Other Brave MenAnd They'll Take The MoneyAnd Spread It Out EqualJust Like The BibleAnd The Prophets SuggestBut Men That Go RidingTo Help These Poor WorkersThe Rich Will Cut DownLike An Unwelcome Guest
