Intro: Back alleys full of rain and everything shining as holy as she can be the trick?s in the timing Free as a morning bird, fragile as china, she?s stuck in the weakest heart of South Carolina where all of the naked boys lay down beside her, sing her the saddest song all caught in the briars This may not be perfect, but its a start for anyone looking to transpose. Lyrics blatantly copied from lyricsty, so thanks to them.