Caught in the Briars

Back alleys full of rain
And everything shining
As holy as she can be
The trick's in the timingFree as a morning bird,
Fragile as china,
She's stuck in the weakest heart
Of South CarolinaWhere all of the naked boys
Lay down beside her,
Sing her the saddest song
All caught in the briarsI never meant to fall
So hard in the doorway
And all the sinners here
Have crosses for SundayKissed at the county fair,
Frisked in the city,
Which proves as an answered prayer
But ain't it a pityThat all of the naked boys
That laid down beside her
Sing her the saddest song
All caught in the briars