Caught in the Briars

Back alleys full of rain

And everything shining

As holy as she can be

The trick's in the timingFree as a morning bird,

Fragile as china,

She's stuck in the weakest heart

Of South CarolinaWhere all of the naked boys

Lay down beside her,

Sing her the saddest song

All caught in the briarsI never meant to fall

So hard in the doorway

And all the sinners here

Have crosses for SundayKissed at the county fair,

Frisked in the city,

Which proves as an answered prayer

But ain't it a pityThat all of the naked boys

That laid down beside her

Sing her the saddest song

All caught in the briars