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The Man Who Couldn't Cry Lyrics

from American Recordings

"The Man Who Couldn't Cry" is track #13 on the album American Recordings. It was written by Wainwright.
"The Man Who Couldn't Cry" is track #13 on the album American Recordings. It was written by Wainwright.

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There once was a man and he couldn't cry (yeah)
He hadn't cried for years and for years
Napalmed babies, movie Love Stories
For instance could not produce tears
As a child he had cried as all children will
Then at some point his tear ducts all ran dry
Grew to be a man, it all hit the fan
Things got bad, but he couldn't cry

His dog got ran over, his wife up and left him
After that he got sacked from his job
Lost his arm in the war, was laughed at by a whore
Ah, but still not a sniffle or sob

Well, his novel was refused, his movie was panned
His big Broadway show was a flop

He got sent off to jail; you guessed it, no bail
Oh, but still not a dribble or a drop

In jail he was beaten, bullied and buggered
And made to make license plates
Water and bread was all he was fed
But not once did a tear stain his face

Doctors were called in, scientists, too
Theologians were last and practically least

They all agreed sure enough; this is no cream puff
But in fact a insensitive beast

He was taken from the jail and placed in a place
For the insensitive and the insane
He made a lot of friends and he played a lot of chess
And he cried every time it would rain

Once it rained forty days and it rained forty nights
And he cried and he cried and he cried and he cried

On the forty-first day, he passed away
He just dehydrated and died

He went up to heaven, located his dog
After that, he rejoined his arm
Below, all the critics, they took it all back
Cancer robbed the whore of her charm

His ex-wife died of stretch marks, his ex-employer went broke
The theologians were finally found out

Right down to the ground, the jail house burned down
The earth suffered perpetual drought

Songwriters
WAINWRIGHT

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