Written by Vince Matthews/Shel Silverstein
G A G D A G A G D A Like crippled ships that made it through the storms and finally reached a quiet shore Em A D G A The homeless found a home on Susan's floor D I didn't feel so cold and tired stretched out before her fire A Rolling smokes and drinking up her wine G D G D A And I remember candle light and singing till we could not sing no more Em A D G A And falling warm asleep on Susan's floor D Well now that my song is sweeter I think I'd like to greet her A And thank her for the favors that she gave G D G D A A stranger I came my head bowed in the rain to her door Em A D I sat and sang my songs on Susan's floor G A G D A D In the morning I'd go on buying kingdoms with my songs A Em A D Knowing I'd be back in just a while warming in the sunlight of her smile D Well lots of time and songs have passed I catch myself looking back D Reliving all the wonder of those nights G D G D A That's where I'd be today if I had only stayed one night more Em A D And sang another song on Susan's floor Like crippled ships that made it through the storms and finally reached a quiet shore The homeless found a home on Susan's floor