Tom Waits — I Beg Your Pardon

I'm just a scarecrow without you Baby please don't disappear I beg your pardon dear I got a bottle for a trumpet And a hatbox for a drum I beg your pardon dear I got upset I lost my head I didn't mean the things I said You are the landscape of my dreams Darling I beg your pardon I'd give you Boardwalk and Park Place And all of my hotels I beg your pardon dear Please don't go back to St. Louis Can't you tell that I'm sincere I beg your pardon dear I got upset I lost my head I didn't mean the things I said You are the landscape of my dreams Darling I beg your pardon