My dearest Miss Patsy, I’m writing to say
That I’m sorry to not be in touch
It’s been quite a parade, but my thoughts never strayed

Too far, or too long, or too much

CHORUS

Miss Patsy, forgive all the choices I made
I’ve been fighting shadows on the wrong crusade
Looking for ghosts in a penny arcade

Miss Patsy, no more will I roam
Miss Patsy, won’t you carry me home


They held me to ransom back there in the foothills
And nobody stumped up a bean
Not Swifty, nor Eddie, came up with the ready

It can make you think people plain mean

CHORUS


I’ve been hanging out with some virtuous people
They emptied my bank account twice

They gave me self-confidence, even some clothes
And a truckload of love and advice
When they gave out the cyanide pills with a wink

And said, Wait for the word, any day now, we think
I knew it was time to pull back from the brink
Miss Patsy, no more will I roam

Miss Patsy, won’t you carry me home

Miss Patsy, I looked at myself in the mirror

Decided I needed some work
Got me a nose job, a shave and a haircut
To drive all them ladies berserk

But the arm round my waist was a man in dark blue
He said, Ain’t you him? We’ve been looking for you
Now I’m sharing a cell with a holy kung fu

Miss Patsy, no more will I roam
Miss Patsy, won’t you carry me home