My love is like a red, red rose Snake on her shoulder and a ring in her nose Sleepin' it off in her swaddlin' clothes Innocent as she lies I don't know where she come from Hangin' with dealers and slick-back scum Dreamin' of a summer that never comes And waitin' for me to die She is the daughter of the joshua tree Long time losers and o.g. wannabes Mama's in the corn and the fields are fallow Soul needs savin' but i'm too damned shallow Sweet maria she's a pretty little 9 Kicks like a mule but she barks just fine I ain't cleaned her in a mighty long time Takin her out tonight Dip her in a bucket of kerosene Mr. rogers on my t.v. screen Friendliest sucker i ever seen We are precious in his sight 'Cause we are the children of the joshua tree Longtime losers and o.g. wannabes Mama's in the corn and the fields are barren Roof needs fixin' but i'm way past carin' Ophelia's drowned in the cold, cold flood A thorn by any other name draws blood Deep red drops on a scarlet bud Daddy we comin' home We don't know where home lies now But we'll turn up there some damned how Drawn to the barn and the busted plow And the graves all overgrown Because we are the children of the joshua tree Longtime losers and o.g. wannabes Mama's in the corn and the field's been trampled You can't reason with a soul in shambles