Despite the warmness of the welcome It ends in hostels capped with snow Despite the patience of the wives When children fight and won't let go Despite the bar room's sweet reception Where we refuel with bitter wine Why should it be that a man gets bored?
Despite the village lying peaceful Beneath the trembling chapel bells But does the devil sleep beneath the Bible? Does the king know how to pray? Despite the village lying peaceful From wide of door to wide of sleep Why should it be that a man gets bored?
In spite of all that's left to dream In spite of all that's left to know And all the wolves still left to slay All the springtimes left to toast Yet in despair and desperation There's still much to surprise So why should it be that a man gets bored?
Despite our willingness to cheat To be a spade and play the heart The face the fear and play again To be the devil and play a flower Although it helps the time move faster 'Cause you're about dark in an hour So why should it be that a man gets bored?