Arms of a Thief- Iron and Wine

Mr. Henry and the muscle man, yeah
With shoes on a night there was no road to stand
Like a letter in a stolen purse
She was bored of her weight, she was bored of her words
The daughter of a soldier told the fallen priest 
"That's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief"
And reaching out to touch the steering wheel 
She said, "Leave me alone but just don't leave me here, all right?"
Aye, all right


Mr. Henry and another guy gave her gold 
On a night that it fell from the sky
And like a body when the buzzard came
She was bored of her look, she was bored of her name
The daughter of a lawyer told the fallen priest 
"That's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief"
And tapping at the air with her heel 
She said, "Leave me alone but just don't leave me here, all right?"
Aye, all right

Mr. Henry was a dying man with a vice 
And a tongue that she didn't understand
Like the water when the sea got rough
She was bored with the breeze, she was bored of her luck
The winner and the loser told the fallen priest 
"That's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief"
And holding everything he made her steal 
She said, "Leave me alone but just don't leave me here, all right?"
Aye, all right