I beg your pardon & I wish I was in New Orleans - Tom Waits

Dos de mis muchos temas favoritos del claroscuro Waits (colado al final, Frankie's wild years)

I beg your pardon

I'm just a scarecrow
without you
baby please don't disappear
I beg your pardon dear

I gotta a bottle
full of trumpet
a hatbox full of drum
I beg your pardon dear

I got upset
I lost my head
I didn't mean
the things I said
You are the landscape
Of my dreams
Darlin' I beg your pardon

I'd give your Boardwalk
And Park Place
And all of my hotels
I beg your pardon dear

Please don't go
back to St. Louis
Can't you tell that I'm sincere
I beg your pardon dear