Golden Ball And Chain - Jason & The Scorchers

«Oh hello there» you coughed and smiled

Your hair messed up enough, a little wild

You said, «I'm sorry but it’s all a waste

Not a whole meal just a little taste»

Now you’ve nothing left to fight and gain

Another line another carved link of your name

On the golden ball and chain

L.A. it calls and London grooms the star

Get on the phone to find out who you are

But happiness was a dying trend

You say you saw that train around the bend

That was carrying its weight in pain

The engine straining on the full weight of your name

And the golden ball and chain

You saw it then, you saw the sign

A drowning sailor in a jug of wine

First it was her, but now it’s you

No psychoanalyst is there to tell you what to do

So now you whimper like a helpless child

You broke when they quit saying you were wild

But your tears they are like grass in sand

They speak to no one, they give no command

No there’s nothing left to cleanse the stain

Another line another carved link of your name

On the golden ball and chain