By townes van zandt

You live on your hill so high and so lonely
You toss out your bread crumbs to those down below
They think youre a king but believe me its only
Because theyre too blind to know

There once was a time when your money had meaning
You diamonds had glitter but now its all gone
It poisoned your laughter and muffled your singing
You cant even see that its wrong

Your castle is dingy and dirty and dismal
Your carpets are faded, your walls are all grey
Theres dust on your silver and cracks in your crystal
All your young servants have drifted away

So go back to your sadness, go back to your sorrow
And Ill make my bed on a hill neath the sky
And lay here a-listening till the sun comes tomorrow
Counting the tears that you cry

Your castle is dingy and dirty and dismal
Your carpets are faded, your walls are all grey
Theres dust on your silver and cracks in your crystal
All your young servants have drifted away