All Your Young Servants

You live on your hill so high and so lonely You toss out your bread crumbs to those down below They think you're a king, but, believe me, it's only Because they're too blind to know There once was a time when your money had meaning Your diamonds had glitter, but now it's all gone It poisoned your laughter and muffled your singing You can't even see that it's wrong [Chorus] Your castle is dingy and dirty and dismal Your carpets are faded, your walls are all gray There's dust on your silver and cracks in your crystal All your young servants have drifted away So go back to your sadness, go back to your sorrow And I'll make my bed on a hill 'neath the sky And lay here a-listening till the sun comes tomorrow Counting the tears that you cry [Chorus] --- All Your Young Servants - Townes Van Zandt