It's four in the mornin'
  Battered and numb
  A loaded room, an empty gun
  I whistle a tune, I heard years before
  The clock started tickin'
  Where did the time go
  I danced to the mornin'
  She called out my name
  The wind was a howlin'
  And down came the rain
  Her arms they caressed me
  Sweet was her brow
  She opened my eyes
  To banish the doubt
  Wash me down in all of your joy
  But don't drag me through this again
    I've heard all your sad songs I can hear
  It's in with the whiskey and out with the gin
  I've heard all your sad songs I can hear
  It's another day older
  In These Exiled Years
    The dew on the ground
  Blankets the face
  Cold was the night
  Gone her embrace
  For your land of the free
  Now prisons me
  To rot in this jail
  Of lost liberty
    Wash me down in all of your joy
  But don't drag me through this again
    I've heard all your sad songs I can hear
  It's in with the whiskey and out with the gin
  I've heard all your sad songs I can hear
  It's another day older
  In These Exiled Years
    Walk away, watch me as I wave
  One foot here, but sure the other's in the grave
  Walk away, walk away
    I've heard all your sad songs I can hear
  It's in with the whiskey and out with the gin
  I've heard all your sad songs I can hear
  It's another day older
  In These Exiled Years