A                                   F#m 
 	 She stepped down from her carriage at 10 Vermillon Street
            D                          E
 	 I took off my roustabout and slung it to her feet
           A                              F#m
 	 We went into her parlor and she cooled me with her fan
             D                               E             A
 	 But said i'll go no further with a fantasy makin' man


Verse 2:
          F#                                B                   
 	 I said i'd walk on Ponchatrain for what you have today
            E                                               A  
 	 Just to drink from your deep well and i'll be on my way
              F#                                B
 	 She laughed and heaven filled the room said this i give to you
             E                                                A
 	 This body's wisdom is the flesh,but here's a thing or two


Chorus:
          D        E        D      A   
 	 Death and hell are never full
              D              E       A
 	 And neither are the eyes of men
          D       E        D            A    
 	 Cats can fly from nine stories high
                      E        D
 	 And pigs can see the wind


Verse 3:
          A                            F#m
 	 She let me make my pallet in the moonlight on the floor
              D                        E
 	 Just outside of paradise but right in hell's back door
          A                              F#m                      
 	 The image of her nibbled at the eye of my soul
             D                            E               A
 	 My dreams were a hurricane and quite out of control

 	 
Verse 4:
             F#                                 B
 	 Then her voice came through the storm it's more than flesh i deal
             E                                         A
 	 You will have to pay for any wisdom that you steal
            F#                          B            
 	 I awoke to tinted windows and lavender and red
              E                                          A
 	 The first station of the cross is just above my head
           F#                       B 
 	 I awoke to gargoyles and a hard bench for my bed
           E                                                A      
 	 Jesus Christ and Pontias Pilate were just above my head


Chorus.