Black hair, the night descending Baby never puts her trust in Tight black tie too quick to laughter Ain't no telling what he's after Found a friend without religion Riding on a stolen engine Far too fast to pacify you Ain't no telling what he's up to In time, the night may soften Trust that I'm still hoping, darling Wooden coin, he called my daughter No good knowing what came after Met a man with missing fingers Shaking hands with shaded strangers Far too strong to pacify you Ain't no telling what they're up to Late night, the cock crows shortly Morning through the open doorway All us servants beg the master Ain't no knowing what he's after In a year of fallen angels Broken hands and boys in danger Pray the lord might pacify you Ain't no telling what he's up to
https://primanota.net/iron-and-wine/the-night-descending-chords.htm