Текст песни St. Teresa - Kathy Mattea

She's down on the corner, just a little cryin'
When I make my money, got to get my dime
Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash
She's bold as the street light, dark and sweet as hash

Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon

Reach down for the sweet stuff, when she looks at me
I know any man sees you like I see
Follow down the side street movin' single file
She said, "That's where I'll hold you, sleeping like a child"

Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon

Just what I've been needin', feel it rise in me
She said, "Every stone a story, like a rosary"

Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon

Are you cold up in the sky?
Are you cold up in the clouds?
Is there something you forgot to tell me?
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me!

Show me my Teresa, feel it rise in me
Every stone a story, like a rosary