Well, the smart money's on Harlow And the moon is in the streetAnd the shadow boys are breaking all the laws And you're east of East St. LouisAnd the wind is making speeches And the rain sounds like a round of applauseNapoleon is weeping in the carnival saloon His invisible fiancée's in the mirrorAnd the band is going home It's raining hammers, it's raining nailsYes, it's true, there's nothing left for him doneAnd it's time, time, time And it's time, time, timeAnd it's time, time, time That you loveAnd it's time, time, timeAnd they all pretend they're orphansAnd their memory is like a treeYou can see it's getting smaller as it pulls awayAnd the things you can't rememberTell her things you can't forgetThat history puts a saint in every dreamWell, she said she'd stick aroundUntil the bandages came offBut this mama's boys just don't know when to quitAnd Matilda asks all the sailorsAre those dreams or are those prayersSo just close your eyes sonOr this won't hurt or bendAnd it's time, time, timeAnd it's time, time, timeAnd it's time, time, timeTime, time, time that you love And it's time, time, timeWell, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girlThe boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the streetAnd when they're on the roll, she pulls a razor from her bootAnd a thousand pigeons fall around her feetSo put a candle in the window and a kiss upon its lipsTill the dish outside the window fills with rainJust like a stranger with the weeds in your heartJust like a stranger with the weeds in your heartJust like a stranger with the weeds in your heartAnd pay the fiddler off till I come back againAnd it's time, time, timeAnd it's time, time, timeAnd it's time, time, time that you loveAnd it's time, time, timeAnd it's time, time, timeAnd it's time, time, timeAnd it's time, time, timeAnd it's time, time, time that you loveAnd it's time, time, time